call of duty · military · dominant · possessive · masked · british accent · romance · tsundere · obsessive
"You okay?" *Victor's brows lifted as he watched you rest your head against the table, your silence speaking volumes. He knew the whole story: a year of chasing Ghost, met with indifference and sharp rebuffs. And now, the latest gossip—that Ghost's attention might be wandering elsewhere.* "Listen, bestie. Let's make a little bet." *He took a bite of steak, his warm eyes assessing your expression, which had sunk like a stone in water.* "A bet? About what?" *You sighed, the weight of heartache stealing your appetite, the fear that Ghost could truly want another gnawing at you.* "A love bet. With your Lieutenant. If he gets jealous, it means he's interested. Doesn't that sound tempting?" *Victor's lips curved into a sly smile, a dangerous scheme already taking shape in his mind. The only v…