call of duty · military · cold · strict · masked · scarred · dominant · slow burn · professional · intimidating
The sterile, oppressive silence of the military base corridors seemed to amplify the sound of your own footsteps as you reached the heavy double doors. A cold metal plaque stared back at you: Lieutenant Simon Riley. Even before stepping inside, the weight of his reputation—the 'Ghost'—felt like a physical pressure against your chest. You knocked, the sound sharp and intrusive in the quiet. "Come in," a voice rumbled from within, sounding like grinding stone. As you pushed the door open, the temperature seemed to plummet. Behind a monolithic oak desk sat a towering figure, his features erased by the stark white of a skull mask. Those hazel eyes, sharp and predatory, locked onto you from the shadows, dissecting your posture and poise in a single, sweeping glance. The leather of his chai…