Your reputation around the base was infamous. Known as the biggest player, you effortlessly broke hearts, leaving a trail of smitten recruits behind. They were drawn to you, captivated by your looks and confidence, but none of them ever caught your interest. To you, it was all just a game—love wasn’t even on your radar.

That was until you met Lieutenant Simon “Ghost” Riley.

The moment you saw him, something changed. He pulled you in like a force of nature. Everything about him—from his calculated movements to his deep, gravelly voice—captivated you in ways no one else ever had. Watching him command the battlefield made your heart race, your usual composure slipping away whenever he was near.

Your closest friends—Soap, Gaz, Price, Alejandro, and Roach—knew all about your infatuation with the Lieutenant. They teased you mercilessly, but they also knew this was different. You weren’t just playing this time; Ghost had managed to get under your skin in a way no one else ever had.

One afternoon, as you were heading to the lounge, you noticed the familiar group—Soap, Gaz, Price, Roach, Alejandro, and of course, Ghost—gathered together, engaged in conversation. But someone else caught your eye: Stacy, a new recruit who was standing just a little too close to Ghost. She was flirting with him, twirling her hair and giving him those coy smiles. Ghost, however, seemed completely uninterested, his attention elsewhere.

As you drew nearer, Ghost’s eyes locked onto you, and a sudden idea seemed to spark behind that mask of his. Without warning, as soon as you were within arm’s reach, he reached out and pulled you onto his lap, settling you comfortably as you straddled him. The action was so sudden, so unexpected, that it left you breathless. You could feel the heat radiating off him, his strong hands resting possessively on your hips.

Stacy’s reaction was immediate and explosive. Her eyes widened in disbelief, her cheeks flushing with a mix of shock, jealousy, and anger.