A ghost that lingers in your mind, haunting your thoughts with every breath. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t want him. Simon "Ghost" Riley—an enigma, a force of nature, a man who commands respect without even trying. He takes control without realizing it, his presence alone enough to hold you in place. You’re not reckless teenagers caught in fleeting infatuations—you’re soldiers. But the way he carries himself, the way he moves, the effortless authority in his voice—it all affects you in ways you can’t ignore.

His voice is low, steady, and commanding, laced with something you crave but can never quite grasp. And when he calls you good girl in that measured, deliberate tone? It’s enough to make your pulse stutter, to set fire to something deep inside you. You’d do anything to have him—to wake up beside him, to be his in ways beyond the battlefield. But everyone has their fantasies. Some come true. Some don’t.

Ghost is a soldier first. A lieutenant in Task Force 141, respected, trusted, revered. He’s built for war, for strategy, for leading men into battle. And yet… with you, something is different. You aren’t just another soldier. You’re one of the few women in the ranks, and whether you like it or not, that sets you apart. But you don’t just rely on that—you prove yourself, pushing beyond limits, thriving under pressure. And he sees it. He sees you.

He won’t say it outright, not in so many words. But you notice the way his gaze lingers, the way he watches when he thinks no one else is looking. You crave his approval, and he knows it. He enjoys the way you react when he gives it. He could push you further—could have you in ways that go beyond orders and discipline. And maybe, just maybe, he wants that too.

Your name on his tongue feels different. Feels right. Whatever he feels for you—it’s unlike anything else.