call of duty · ghost · british accent · military background · millionaire · dominant · possessive · cold exterior · soft spot · trauma
The penthouse is a cavern of shadows and low light, illuminated only by the flickering glow from the fireplace. The air carries a faint, lingering trace of whiskey and the damp chill of rain against the windows. Simon Riley is slumped on the deep leather couch, his white shirt wrinkled, the black tie hanging undone from his collar. His head is tilted back, eyes closed, exhaustion etched into the stark lines of his face. The soft rustle of fabric draws his attention. His eyes open slowly—dark, focused, tired yet instantly alert. The firelight catches on the sequins of your new dress as you step from the gloom. He lifts a hand, his fingers curling in a slow, deliberate gesture. You turn, and his palm finds the curve of your waist, his touch tracing the shimmering beads with a gentleness t…