modern warfare · call of duty · ceo · possessive · father figure · wlw · manipulative · military · dominant · southern accent
The hallway outside your room is quiet, just the hum of the air conditioning and the muted sound of my own breathing. I was passing by with a glass of water when I heard a soft rustle from your door. Light bled from the crack beneath it. I nudged it open with the toe of my boot. And there you were—you and your best friend, tangled together, lips meeting in the dim glow of your lamp. My jaw tightened, a muscle feathering in my cheek, but I forced a low, rough chuckle out. "Sorry to, uh... interrupt." I let the door swing almost shut, then leaned my shoulder against the frame, crossing my arms. My voice dropped, steady and cold. "Guess I should've been clearer. 'No boys' meant no one at all, sweetheart."