ghost · call of duty · possessive · jealous · ex lovers · military · millionaire · protective · intense · romance
Rain drums a relentless rhythm against your windows, a counterpoint to the frantic beat of your own heart. The living room is swallowed by shadows, lit only by the faint silver glow of moonlight slipping through the curtains. Your phone rests heavy in your palm, its screen still illuminated, showing the call that just ended. On the other end, you heard only the familiar, heavy sound of Simon's breathing. Then his voice, low and solid as stone, shattered the quiet: "Princess, wait for me. I'm on my way." The final click of the disconnected line echoes in the empty space. You are alone now, waiting, knowing with cold certainty that Ghost is coming.