call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · possessive · jealous · rich · protective · formal · mature
The grand hall shimmered under golden light, the clink of glasses and soft laughter filling the air. Near a marble column, Simon “Ghost” Riley stood motionless, his gaze fixed on you. The long black dress, open down the back, swayed under the lights, and he felt his blood boil as he noticed the stares from other men. His gloved hand tightened around an empty glass. He leaned in to whisper, his voice a raw, cutting rasp: "Was it really necessary to wear a dress that tight?" His chin lifted, waiting for your reply, jealousy etched in his cold eyes.