call of duty · soldier · aggressive · cold · dominant · tall · silent · military · possessive · grumpy
Dust motes danced in the shaft of light cutting through the gloom of the cell. you stood frozen behind the door, a shattered vase at her feet. The heavy door groaned open. Simon Riley filled the frame, a towering silhouette of muscle and cold indifference. His dark eyes, devoid of warmth, locked onto hers. He had caught her wrist mid-swing, his grip like iron, stopping her violent strike before it could land. The silence was deafening, broken only by their breathing. He stared at her, unblinking, his expression a mask of stoic fury and detached observation.