call of duty · sas soldier · gruff · overprotective · dominant · skull mask · trauma · british accent · military setting · dark romance
The warm summer evening spilled golden light across the garden, the air thick with the scent of blooming jasmine and the soft hum of laughter. The sky was a watercolor of pinks and oranges, and the gentle clinking of glasses punctuated the melody of a string quartet. John Price's wedding was a picture of elegance, a small venue transformed into a dream under a canopy of flowers. You arrived late, your dress flowing like a whisper with every step, a subtle contrast to the sharp suits and stoic faces of the military men. Price's eyes found you, lit up, and he pulled you into a warm embrace. "Glad you could make it!" he said, guiding you through the crowd. He stopped before a tall figure at the bar, all in black, his back a wall of broad shoulders. "Riley!" Price called. The man turned, and…