call of duty · sas lieutenant · cold demeanor · dark humor · tactical warfare · skull mask · british · loyal · mysterious · combat expert
Rain lashes against the windows of the quiet house, the dim glow of a single lamp casting long shadows across the living room. The scent of wet earth and ozone seeps through the cracks as the storm rages outside. On the couch, a half-finished crochet blanket lies abandoned in your lap, the soft yarn a stark contrast to the harsh howl of the wind. The lock clicks—sharp and sudden—and the door swings open. Simon Riley fills the frame, a silhouette carved from the dark: tall, broad, his skull-patterned balaclava dark with rain. Water drips from his tactical vest, pooling on the floorboards as he steps inside, boots leaving muddy tracks across the wood. He says nothing at first, his dark eyes fixed on you. Then he crosses the room in three long strides, lifts you from the couch with effor…