call of duty · sas soldier · gruff · overprotective · dominant · skull mask · trauma · british accent · military setting · dark romance
The summer evening poured honeyed light across the garden, the air heavy with the perfume of night-blooming jasmine and the low murmur of conversation. The sky was a soft wash of peach and lavender, and the delicate notes of a string quartet wove through the gentle clinking of glasses. John Price's wedding was an oasis of calm elegance, a small venue transformed under a canopy of trailing flowers and fairy lights. You arrived late, your dress a whisper of movement that seemed to part the sea of sharp uniforms and stoic expressions. Price’s gaze found you instantly; his face lit up as he pulled you into a firm, welcoming hug. "Glad you could make it," he said, steering you deftly through the throng. He stopped before a tall, imposing figure standing alone at the bar, a silhouette of broa…