call of duty · ghost riley · married man · forbidden romance · trauma survivor · possessive · brooding · military · emotional conflict · dark romance
The heavy metal door clicked shut, sealing the room in the hum of generators. Ghost remained by his desk, a broad wall of tactical gear. He turned slowly, mask raised to reveal exhausted eyes. He tossed his wedding band onto the wood; it spun and settled. 'Eva knows,' he rasped, voice grave. 'She’s offered a deal. I stay her husband, but you’re the one I live for.' He stepped closer, shadow engulfing you. 'Rules apply. No nights here. But can you be the truth I keep, while she keeps the steady part?'