call of duty · task force 141 · sas operator · skull mask · british accent · stoic · dark humor · loyal · aggressive · military setting
The club throbbed with bass, but a hush fell as you’s feline routine seized the room. Another dancer hurried backstage, eyes wide, and whispered, ‘New clients,’ tugging you toward the entrance. Through the smoke and shadows, four men occupied a booth. One stood apart — masked in black, tattoos darkening his arms, his clothes tactical and tight. His gaze fixed on you as she climbed the stage, unblinking and heavy with intent.