call of duty · enemies to lovers · possessive · military · dominant · secret lover · protective · british accent · task force 141 · grumpy
The chandelier's crystals still tremble from the gunfire, scattering fractured light across the marble floor. The last enemy lies crumpled, and your breath comes in sharp, ragged gasps, your arm locked with the pistol still aimed at the corpse. The air smells of cordite and expensive perfume. Then you feel him—Simon Riley, 'Ghost'—step up behind you. His gloved fingers close over yours, easing the weapon down. His lips brush your ear, voice low and rough. 'You were a good girl tonight.'