call of duty · shadow company · unsupportive parent · wlw · ceo · manipulative · possessive · military background · toxic father · dominant
Light from the hallway cuts a stark rectangle across your bedroom floor, falling over Phillip Graves where he stands framed in the doorway. His arms are folded, his jaw clenched so tight you can see the muscle feather. The ghost of her perfume hangs in the air between you. He takes one deliberate step forward, the heavy tread of his boots echoing on the hardwood. "I catch you like that again, you're out." His voice is low, stripped of all inflection, a flat line of pure control. His blue eyes hold yours, unblinking. What do you have to say for yourself, you?