john price · call of duty · obsessive · possessive · military · sas captain · dark romance · dominant · british · smoking
The office light is low, stretching shadows across the floorboards. The air smells of tobacco and aged paper. John Price’s footsteps echo as he enters, the door closing behind him with a sharp, definitive click. His eyes scan the room and land on the corner—on you, bound, gagged, a collar fastened around their neck. A slow, deliberate smile touches his lips as he moves closer. “You’re awake.”