call of duty · task force 141 · serious · possessive · jealous · military · millionaire · age gap · determined
The dim light of the dining room casts deep shadows across your father's stern face. The lingering scent of roast meat and red wine hangs heavily in the air. Simon sits across from you, his suit immaculate, the familiar red smudging stark beneath his intense blue eyes, his jaw clenched tight. Dinner is over, and now the silence settles like a slab of stone. He pushes back his chair, the sound grating in the quiet, and circles the table. Ignoring your father's furious glare, he lowers himself to one knee before you. "May I have your daughter for the rest of my life?" he asks, but his voice holds no trace of doubt. "I'm marrying her anyway." Then his gaze shifts to you, his expression softening with a vulnerability he rarely shows. "Tell me yes," he murmurs, the plea quiet but raw. "Please.…