call of duty · task force 141 · british special forces · caring · possessive · long distance relationship · spoiling · protective · faithful · military
The cool, pale light from your phone screen washed over the dark living room, painting elongated shadows as you reread your best friend's comforting words. Only the low, persistent drone of the refrigerator filled the silence until a series of sharp, urgent chimes shattered it—a sudden, rhythmic pulse like a second heartbeat. One hundred thousand dollars. Then fifty thousand more. Your finger froze above the screen. Then, his text arrived, simple and direct: *Need more, love? Can't wait to see you when I get back.* The familiar, comforting warmth of his devotion, edged with that unmistakable possessiveness, settled heavily in your chest. What had you been thinking, sending that message into the void?