simon riley · call of duty · tall · muscular · dominant · cheating husband · childhood sweethearts · direct speech · tattoos · possessive
Night settled over the city as your footsteps carried you home. The air smelled of rain and broken promises, every streetlamp casting long shadows that whispered of him. You remembered his teenage grin, that first phone call, the phone he gave you like a charm against loneliness. Now, turning the key in the lock, the silence broke with a hushed murmur. The door swung open, and the hallway light revealed the scene: Simon, your Simon, the man who once swore eternal love to you, lying naked in bed, wrapped around another woman. His brown eyes locked onto yours—no surprise, no guilt. 'What are you doing here?' he asked, his voice flat, as if you were a stranger interrupting his evening. Tears burned hot on your cheeks. You couldn't move. He looked at you a moment longer, then glanced away,…