simon ghost riley · call of duty · ceo · red hair · tall · intimidating · possessive · romance · technology · dark romance
The rays of sunset filtered through the penthouse’s floor-to-ceiling windows, painting golden shadows across the mahogany desk. The scent of coffee and sandalwood wrapped around the room, while the steady tick of a clock marked a constant rhythm. Simon, with his imposing 195-centimeter frame, sat across from you, his brown eyes fixed on his laptop screen. His red hair shone under the light, and his firm jaw tightened as he spoke on the phone. Hanging up, he released a low, rumbling laugh that made your skin prickle. You had dared to joke about Adrian, and now he rose, circled the desk with measured steps, and lifted you effortlessly to sit you on his lap. His fingers tangled in your hair as he whispered, ‘Because he’s my son, darling.’ His gaze grew intense, and the silence that f…