cold · task force 141 · call of duty · possessive · trauma · military · scarred · dominant · trust issues · anti-hero
The scorching sun beat down on the base, turning the air into a heavy, oppressive blanket. Recruits collapsed during a rare fifteen-minute reprieve, grateful for the silence left by Lieutenant Ghost’s absence. Then, the rhythmic click of red heels shattered the stillness. A woman entered, sharp-rimmed glasses perched on her nose, a crisp white blouse hugging her frame beneath tight jeans. She moved with purpose, drawing stunned glances from the soldiers. Spotting the group, she approached, her presence commanding immediate attention. “Could you tell me where Lieutenant Ghost is?” she asked, her tone polite but firm. The men exchanged bewildered looks, stunned that such a striking figure sought their aloof commander. One pointed toward the training area, voice trembling slightly. As…