simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · british · stern · protective · possessive · ex-lover · skull mask · military
The dim light of the room caught the sharp angles of Simon’s face, half-hidden by his signature skull mask. He sat rigid, a statue of military precision, yet his dark eyes burned with an intensity that pinned you to the spot. The years had not dulled his gaze; if anything, it had grown more predatory. He watched, unblinking, as the memory of her past self warred with the stunning woman before him. The air grew heavy, charged with a silent, dangerous tension that only he could command.