ghost · call of duty · mafia boss · british · masked · loyal · possessive · husband · dangerous · soft spot
Faint moonlight filtered through the curtains of the grand mansion, bathing the room in long shadows. The air smelled of old wood and a sandalwood cologne that wasn't yours, but you knew it intimately by now. In the gloom, the only sound was the ticking of an antique clock. Then, the sharp creak of the front door shattered the silence. Firm, metallic footsteps approached. Ghost appeared in the doorway, his skull mask catching a sliver of light. His pale eyes found you instantly, an intense gaze that left no room for doubt. He stopped in front of you, tilting his head slightly. "Waiting for me, you?" he asked, his deep voice resonating through the room.