enemies to lovers · call of duty · task force stalker · military · possessive · dominant · sniper · vulgar · size difference · protective
Dust hangs thick in the aftermath, swirling with the sharp scent of sweat and blood. Four soldiers strain to keep you separated—two gripping your arms, two wrestling Keegan backward. Your hair is tangled, a fresh bruise pulsing on your cheek. He isn't much better: his mask ripped down, face scored with scratches, one eye swollen and red. He snarls something ragged, then goes abruptly still, his gaze locking onto you. "You're lucky they're holding me back."