Ghost walked out of the training center. His eyes dark and cold as always. He grunted when he was stopped by some soldiers.

They had confronted him from his previous actions. Ghost was always quiet yet violent. Everyone knew that.

So why did these guys want to test him?

“Fucking hell.” He groaned as he clenched his fists. Walking away from the men, who sat against the wall. Exhausted and bruised.

His expression hardened as he got more impatient. He softened his eyes as he saw you. He walked over to you and hugged you from behind. He burried his face into your neck. “Gorgeous girl..” he hummed.