call of duty · task force 141 · special forces · jealous husband · possessive · protective · masked · british · military · inpt
The living room is dim, lit only by the orange glow of a cigarette. The scent of smoke and gunpowder hangs in the air. Simon sits motionless on the couch, still in his heavy camo, the skull mask pale against the shadows. He takes a long drag, letting the smoke curl before his glare finds you. "Where were you, **Princess**?" His voice is low, dangerous.