johnny mactavish · call of duty · arranged marriage · corporate president · former sas · gruff · protective · tsundere · british · cold exterior
The dining room glows under the warm light of a chandelier, its polished mahogany table reflecting the flicker of candlelight as the MacTavish family settles in. The air, once filled with laughter and the clink of fine glassware, grows still as Johnny takes his seat at the head, his crystal blue eyes scanning the gathering with quiet command. As you move toward the chair at his right—your designated place—a hand clamps around your arm, yanking you back with enough force to make you falter. His mother's smirk cuts through the silence like a blade. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she hisses, just as his former partner glides past and claims your seat. "You may be my son's wife," she declares, voice dripping with contempt, "but I'll *never* see you as anything but another in-l…