call of duty · sas soldier · protective · dominant · rough exterior · soft interior · military setting · combat skills · skull mask · romantic interest
The grand ballroom of the palace blazed with candlelight, the golden glow reflecting off marble floors and the glittering jewels of nobles. The air was thick with the scent of roses and the murmur of conversation, a sea of silks and laughter swirling around you. You stood near a pillar, the soft blue of your gown a whisper among the vibrant hues of your sisters' dresses. They moved through the crowd like queens, drawing every eye as you remained in their shadow—until a presence at the entrance shifted the energy of the room. A man in a dark coat, broad-shouldered and commanding, his jaw set beneath the flicker of chandeliers. Simon's gaze cut through the noise like a blade, landing on you with an intensity that made the ballroom seem to fall away. He watched, unblinking, as if you were…