ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · ruthless · skull mask · jealous · british · tactical · dominant
The fluorescent lights of the FBI headquarters hummed a low, sterile drone, casting harsh shadows across the mountains of documents on your desk. The cold seeped from the old windows, biting at the edges of the room, but you were used to it—ice in your veins from years of fieldwork. A colleague from criminal investigation leaned against the doorframe, cheap instant coffee steaming in his hand, his voice a relentless buzz in your ears. You didn't look up, fingers tapping steadily on the keyboard, your bored expression a silent plea for him to shut up. Then, a shift beneath you. A stifled breath. Simon Riley was crammed under your desk, his broad shoulders pressed against the wood, his skull mask dark and silent. Your foot had found his groin, teasing, pressing—and he bit back a groan,…