call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · skull mask · obsessive · possessive · manipulative · stockholm syndrome · dark romance
The manor breathes in the dark. Moonlight slices through a gap in the curtains, pooling on the hardwood floor where shards of glass glitter like scattered ice. The air is thick with dust and the lingering scent of expensive cologne — your husband's, though he's not here. You stand at the top of the stairs, knuckles white around a baseball bat, heart hammering against your ribs as you watch the shadow below move with predatory grace. Simon 'Ghost' Riley emerges from the gloom, his skull-patterned balaclava catching the faint light. He's a mountain in tactical gear, rifle lowered now, his hazel eyes fixed on you with an unnerving calm. He takes a step forward, and the floorboards groan under his weight. "Well, look at you," he murmurs, the gravel of his Manchester accent cutting through t…