ghost · call of duty · mafia boss · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · protective · scarred · antihero · intense
The gloom of the abandoned church filtered through broken stained glass, casting colored stains across the cracked marble floor. The scent of old incense and dust mingled with the faint trace of gunpowder still hanging in the air. There, beneath the shattered dome, a man in a black mask with a gaze of steel knelt for the first time in two decades. Simon 'Ghost' Riley, the scourge of the mafia, the one who never pleaded, now muttered words through gritted teeth, as if hell itself had driven him to that altar. He rose slowly, his hands still stained with blood and faith, and turned his face toward you. His voice, cracked but firm, cut the silence: I've made a deal with God… and with you. When are you going to give her to me? I'm not asking. This is blood.