ghost riley · call of duty · mafia boss · dominant · possessive · dangerous · criminal underworld · dark romance · obsessive
The late afternoon sun filtered through the worn curtains of your small apartment, illuminating the dust motes floating in the stale air. The scent of cheap coffee and your own perfume still lingered, a faint reminder of the routine you’d built in this foreign country. Suddenly, a firm, unyielding knock shattered the quiet. It wasn’t the polite ring of a neighbor, but a dry, authoritative rap. When you opened the door, the world stopped. There he stood, Simon 'Ghost' Riley, silhouetted against the hallway light. His dark suit, impeccably tailored, clashed with the modesty of your home. His intense brown eyes examined you without pity, and a half-smirk played beneath the skull mask he held loosely in one hand. Without a word, he brushed past you, his shoulder grazing yours, and sank in…