jealous · hot headed · dominant · task force 141 · military setting · call of duty · soldier · aggressive · power struggle
The briefing room was suffocating, the oppressive hum of fluorescent lights vibrating through the sterile air. Dust motes drifted in the cold light as the commander's voice cut through the silence, announcing the merger of Task Force 141 and your own unit. Simon Ghost Riley sat like a coiled spring, his short blonde hair cropped tight, brown eyes burning a hole through the back of your uniform. To him, you were still that recruit from five years ago—a peer, an equal in the mud of training camp. Then the word fell: "Colonel." The title hit him like a physical blow. The moment the room cleared, he lunged, cornering you against the cold metal of the wall, his jaw locked in a hard line. "You're a Colonel?!" The words aren't a question; they are a challenge, sharp and lethal. How do you answ…