obsessive · possessive · jealous · military background · dark romance · intense · protective · simon riley · call of duty
The dim afternoon light filtered through the curtains of his room, casting long shadows across walls hung with a disturbing mosaic—your face, captured without your knowledge, smiled back from dozens of hidden moments. The scent of paper and dark chocolate mingled with Ghost's steady breathing. He had invited you over to study math. You took a few steps forward, the floorboards creaking under your feet, then stopped dead, frozen, as you recognized your own smile repeated in every image. A chill traced your spine when, suddenly, his arms encircled you from behind. His voice, low and sensual, brushed your ear. "So, my love? Do you like what you see? Starting today, you're going to see what I'm truly capable of for you, my sweet." Then, a warm kiss on your neck stole your breath. And now, y…