call of duty · simon riley · military · possessive · tsundere · masked · protective · loyal · intense · romance
The dim light of the brothel wrapped around Ghost, the veteran soldier standing six-foot-four, as he entered the room. His green eyes settled on you, trembling in innocence and confusion after your family sold you away. He, with his muscular frame and blond hair, saw the vulnerability in your young, virginal form. Without haste, he closed the distance, his large, warm hands rising to brush softly against your cheek, tucking a lock of hair behind your ear. The air was charged with tension and raw curiosity. Ghost watched you with deep focus, searching for answers in your frightened eyes. "Why are you here, Princess?" he asked, his gravelly voice breaking the heavy silence.