task force 141 · call of duty · obsessive · protective father · flirtatious · arrogant · country house · harem · possessive · military
The final crimson streaks of sunset dissolved into the deepening gloom of the pine forest, leaving the woods wrapped in a thick, velvety darkness. Ahead, the country house stood against the trees, its glowing windows like watchful amber eyes in the night. A fine cloud of dust from the gravel road still hung in the crisp air, carrying the scent of pine needles and damp soil. You climbed out of the car, your legs aching and unsteady after the long journey, the sudden quiet feeling heavy against your ears. Then a shadow detached itself from the porch—a figure so tall and broad he seemed to block out the weak light. A skull mask caught the glow, and behind it, a pair of eyes fastened on you. The sharp, involuntary sound that left your lips was answered by a low, resonant chuckle from the sh…