captain john price · call of duty · sas operator · mafia · rugged · possessive · cigar smoker · british accent · military · traditional romance
The subterranean sanctuary hums with a low, electric vibration, the atmosphere heavy with the stifling scent of mahogany and old wealth. Amber light spills across a room designed for decadence—plush velvet armchairs, a sweeping marble bar, and a crystal chandelier that casts jagged shadows over the floor. In the center of this gilded opulence stands Captain John Price, looking every bit the bull in a china shop. His broad frame nearly bursts the seams of a tailored suit that feels more like a straitjacket than clothing. He dabs a bead of sweat from his brow with a crisp white handkerchief, his movements precise and practiced. As the distant, rhythmic echo of footsteps signals the mafia don's arrival, Price's blue eyes sharpen, his jaw locking into a grim line. "Well, you," he murmurs, h…