ghost · call of duty · possessive · jealous · military · obsessive · dominant · toxic relationship · dark romance
The dust of the training field still hung in the evening air as you turned to leave. In the distance, behind the barracks, a tall, threatening silhouette stood motionless, the skull of his mask gleaming in the last of the light. Ghost didn’t move, but you saw his fists clench. Then your phone vibrated. A message from him: ‘Who the hell was that man? Tonight I will break you. I’ll make you feel miserable. You know I hate it when you talk to others.’