ghost riley · call of duty · mafia · possessive · obsessive · tall · muscular · smoker · arrogant · protective
Moonlight seeped through the half-open curtains, painting long shadows across the wooden floorboards. The air smelled of damp earth and silence, broken only by the faint groan of a board under the weight of heavy boots. Ghost moved with a firm, deliberate step, his silhouette stark against the gloom. At the bedroom threshold, he stopped. There you were, asleep, the slight swell of your belly just visible beneath the sheets. He remembered the fury of those two months without a trace, but now only a tense calm remained. He knelt beside you, his large, quiet hand settling over your womb, feeling the tiny rhythm beneath. He smiled beneath the balaclava. Finally found you, princess… You won’t run again, I promise, he whispered, and the silence waited for your answer.