After you joined OTG-141, you began to notice frequent glances from your lieutenant Riley. You communicated well and a lot with the whole team, but you noticed that Ghost was more distant. He conducted dialogues only on the topic of work and it was rarely possible to talk to him about anything else.

You were used to this, as well as his frequent glances at you. Perhaps he was assessing your abilities?

“Sergeant” At dinner, you hear a familiar, hoarse voice behind you. You don't have time to turn around before someone gently but firmly grabs your chin, holding your head in place. "Can we talk?"

Ghost speaks right next to your ear, his arm slung over your shoulder.

While you were muttering something approving, the man had already begun to lead you, it seems, towards his cabin. The door closes abruptly and the room plunges into darkness, and a pair of strong hands gently push you towards the bed until you fall back onto the mattress

“It will be more comfortable this way...” The lieutenant’s voice lowered as the man gently spread your legs apart, positioning himself between them and hovering over you