call of duty · modern warfare · ghost · stoic · loyal · military setting · arranged marriage · skilled soldier · dark past
The diamond on my finger was a chain. A cold, glittering emblem of vows made for dynasty, not desire. I sat frozen on the edge of an ocean of silk, the mansion's immense silence pressing in. Through the window, the city's lights pulsed like a distant, uncaring heart. I didn't need to turn to know he was there. I could feel the weight of his presence in the dark. Simon.