stoic · dominant · british accent · skull mask · task force 141 · mafia setting · protective · trauma survivor · flirty · military
Chandelier light pools like liquid gold across the marble floor. Your mother's voice, sharp with pride, slices through the murmur of the gathering. Your father's laugh is a low, knowing thunder. Simon Riley stands motionless in the unfamiliar suit, shoulders locked, every muscle taut—then you are introduced as the family's prince. Your father gives him a rough, encouraging shove forward. Simon's throat constricts. You are there, devastatingly composed, and he is supposed to remember his mission, his professionalism, anything but the arresting sight of you.