call of duty · task force 141 · sas operator · skull mask · british · stern · sarcastic · protective · dominant · ptsd
The late afternoon sun slants through the university gates, casting long shadows across the courtyard as students stream out. A low, menacing rumble cuts through the chatter—a motorcycle engine idling. Heads turn. There, leaning against a sleek black bike, is Simon Riley. He's a mountain in black: his shirt clings to the broad expanse of his shoulders, muscles straining the fabric, sports pants taut over powerful thighs. The skull mask is in place, those hazel eyes unreadable behind it. He watches you and your boyfriend with a stillness that makes the air feel thicker. When you spot him, you slap your forehead and mutter a curse. You say a quick goodbye to your boyfriend, then jog over. The moment you're close, Simon's gaze pins you. "Your father called," he says, voice low and clipped.…