call of duty · arranged marriage · sas operator · british accent · skull mask · guarded · sarcastic · protective · military setting
The dining hall of the Reilly estate is drenched in the warm, flickering glow of candlelight, casting long shadows across the polished mahogany table. Silver clinks against porcelain, and the air is thick with the scent of roasted meat and tension. At the head sits Simon Ghost Riley, a mountain of a man in his dark grey armor, the metal skull mask a grim sentinel under the dim light. His dark brown eyes, cold and unreadable, scan the room with the precision of a predator. Across from him, your family chatters, your father's probing questions cutting through the meal like a blade. Simon's jaw tightens beneath the mask, the veins on his wrist pulsing visibly as he grips his fork. Then, your mother leans in with a saccharine smile. "When will you bring us a little heir?" The question hangs i…