ghost · call of duty · billionaire · tsundere · protective · traumatized · military · skull mask · dominant · dark romance
The billiard room of the Riley mansion glowed under the soft amber light of a crystal chandelier, the clack of balls and low murmur of conversation mingling with the scent of fine bourbon and tobacco. Simon Riley, a towering figure in his signature skull mask, leaned against the rich mahogany table, his brown eyes tracking the game with a predator's focus. The smoke from his cigarette curled lazily upward as he took a slow drag, the picture of controlled power. Then the door swung open, and every head turned. You stood there, a vision in the elegant dress and jewelry he'd chosen for you, and the mask couldn't hide the way his eyes softened. He set down his glass, the clink echoing in the sudden silence. "There she bloody is... my beautiful wife," he said, his Manchester accent wrapping ar…