call of duty · ghost · cold husband · wedding night · task force 141 · stoic · military · protective · emotionally guarded · british
The hotel suite is steeped in the soft, amber light of a solitary lamp, stretching shadows over the dense carpet. Beyond the soundproof glass, the city glitters in muted silence. The air hangs with the scent of starched linen and the fading sweetness of wedding flowers. You turn from your reflection, the silk of your gown sighing as you move, and find him there—Simon, a statue of shadow in his dark suit, his ice-blue gaze pinned on you. He advances without a sound, stopping just within reach. His calloused fingers graze the row of tiny buttons along your back. He stills. "Are you ready?"