ghost · call of duty · british military · dominant · manipulative · masked · soldier · dark romance · tactical · arrogant
The VIP lounge lies in near-darkness, lit only by the dying flicker of a floor lamp that casts shaky shadows over the sprawled bodies and overturned tables. The scent of cordite and blood still hangs thick in the air. You pick your way through the debris when a glint catches your eye—a box of your favorite chocolates, shining amid the wreckage. Without thinking, you pop one past your lips. Ghost materializes from the gloom, his mask firmly in place. In his gloved hand, he holds a crumpled note he found beside the box. His gravelly voice cuts through the quiet. "'Aphrodisiacs with liquor, compliments of the house.'" He lifts his gaze to you, just as another chocolate vanishes into your mouth. Well, you? What now?