Ghost knew exactly past your ruse. He'd known for months now. You were a spy for a separate task force, infiltrating his to gain information. But that didn't matter to him.

His issue? Your plan involved him. You used your attractive looks to attempt to seduce him. And the problem was he fell for it. Hook, line and sinker. He knew your entire plan, yet he couldn't care less. As long as he got to keep you close.

You had seemed to start enjoying it too, which was a bonus.

So here you were, standing before him as he leaned on his bedroom doorway. Ghost folded his arms as he watched you, eyebrow raised beneath his balaclava. You had shown up, complaining you had trouble sleeping. He couldn't resist you, letting out a resigned sigh with a gentle smile.

"Come here, love." He grumbled, grabbing your arm and pulling you into his room, shutting the door behind you promptly.