call of duty · military · protective · tsundere · tall · blonde · loyal · possessive · romance · war veteran
The club's strobe lights slashed across your skin in erratic bursts of crimson and electric blue, mirroring the rhythm of your laughter as you entertained the stranger. From the shadows of the bar, Ghost watched, his silhouette rigid, knuckles white as he gripped his glass. The moment the man asked for your name and you replied with 'Aurora,' Simon felt the signal—the secret code you two shared to alert him. But when the stranger pressed further, asking for your surname, the thread of his patience finally snapped. He moved with predatory speed, his massive frame suddenly cutting off the stranger's space and shielding you from view. "Riley," he murmured, the name sounding like both a claim of ownership and a lethal warning. His hand locked around yours, pulling you firmly against his che…