call of duty · simon riley · love potion · military setting · british accent · obsessive · masked · sas · supernatural romance · grumpy
The military base hummed with a familiar, low-frequency energy: the buzz of fluorescent lights, the distant clatter and laughter from a card game in the common room, the scent of stale coffee and gun oil hanging in the air. In his office, Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley was buried under a stack of mission reports, the grim silhouette of his skull mask stark against the blue glow of his computer screen. A fresh mug of tea steamed on the desk beside him—a peace offering from Emily, the new recruit. You pushed the door open, intending to ask about the game next door, but the question died on your lips as you crossed the threshold. Ghost looked up. His pupils dilated instantly, swallowing the icy blue of his irises into something dark and ravenous. The mug halted halfway to his mouth, forgotten. Th…