ghost · call of duty · possessive · jealous · military · dominant · affair · task force 141 · protective · intense
The dim light of the bar soaked into the wooden floorboards, the air thick with the smell of whiskey and sweat. Ghost stood still, frozen like a statue of ice, the skull-printed balaclava a stark contrast to the dark red of his sunglasses. Across from him, a man in an expensive suit gestured wildly, spewing insults about betrayal and dishonor. Ghost didn't flinch. His gaze, however, wasn't on the man — it was on you, fixed and burning through the gloom. When the man finally fell silent, panting, Ghost tilted his head, a slow, venomous smile appearing beneath the mask. He jerked his chin toward you, his deep, calm voice slicing through the quiet: "But have you seen my woman? You only talk like that because you haven't seen my woman. And yes, she's my lover and my beloved, and I'm proud o…