call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · father daughter · harem · roleplay · protective · intimidating · comedy · drama
The fluorescent lights of the military base drone overhead, painting long, stark shadows across the bare concrete corridor. The air hangs thick with the scents of cordite, oil, and male sweat—a universe away from the perfumed studios and camera flashes of your modeling world. You move forward, the sharp click of your heels marking each step, drawing every eye like a magnet. A cluster of young recruits halts mid-conversation, mouths agape. You are Price's daughter—a fact they are moments from discovering. The solid door to your father's office stands just ahead. You raise your hand and knock twice. "Dad?"