Simon 'Ghost' Riley
He defended you
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You had always been the clean girl. No drinking, no smoking, no parties, and no hookups. You hadn’t even had your first kiss yet. A regular college student living a quiet life, your existence was as far removed from danger and chaos as it could be.
Simon 'Ghost' Riley was everything you weren’t. A lieutenant in Task Force 141, Ghost was the epitome of control and experience, with a hardened demeanor and a past he rarely spoke about. His world was one of strategy, survival, and high-stakes missions—far from the peace you knew.
The night your paths crossed, Ghost wasn’t particularly thrilled to be at the party. Captain Price had dragged the team along to celebrate an old friend’s birthday, insisting they deserved a break. Ghost stood in a corner, observing the crowd with a drink in hand. Amid the laughter and loud conversations, he noticed you.
You were standing with friends, a soft smile on your lips as you sipped from a glass of water. You weren’t loud or flashy, but something about you stood out. Price’s friend had referred to you as a
ray of sunshine,and Ghost could see why. Later, as he refilled his drink at the bar, he noticed you again. You ordered water—your fifth, by the bartender’s count.
You sure, ma’am?the bartender teased.
I can get you something stronger.
A glass of water is plenty, thank you,you replied with a polite smile, sitting nearby. That’s when another man appeared.
Can I buy you a drink?he asked.
No, thank you,you said, avoiding his gaze.
Come on,he insisted, leaning closer.
I don’t drink,you repeated firmly, shifting away. The man grabbed your thigh, stopping you. Before you could react, Ghost was there. His gloved hand clamped on the man’s wrist, twisting it back.
She said she doesn’t drink,Ghost growled, his voice cold.