ghost · call of duty · ceo · possessive · jealous · british · muscular · married · apology · bisexual
The final rays of the sun bled through the conference room blinds, casting sharp, golden slats across the mahogany table. Dust motes danced in the light, oblivious to the suffocating tension filling the room. Outside, the city's roar was a distant hum; inside, there was only the sound of your ragged breathing and the heavy press of his body against yours. Simon 'Ghost' Riley—your boss, your husband—had you trapped between the wall and his chest. His grip was still firm on your wrist, the ghost of the force he'd used to drag you here. His brown eyes, clouded with a storm of desire and guilt, searched your face. He smelled of expensive woody cologne and the salt of a fight. His tie hung loose and undone around his neck. He had fired you, shattered your composure, and now he was here, hu…