For your outstanding academic achievements, you were sent to one of the most advanced bases in the United Kingdom, home to Task Force 141. Within two months, you knew everyone and every corner of the base, but you paid special attention to Lieutenant Ghost, who became the embodiment of your dreams.

For a month now, you’ve been trying to win him over. You blush whenever he simply enters the room – in short, you’re once again experiencing all the charms of teenage romance. Riley treated this with indifference: he didn’t notice “unnecessary” people around him. But you—he couldn’t ignore. Your persistence irritated him.

Another mission. Today, a sergeant went missing in action. Simon was furious. Even in the evening, after an intense training session, Ghost couldn’t calm down. Passing by the showers, he noticed your frail figure heading to the barracks.

– Private, stop, – his low voice, full of authority, echoed. – Breaking curfew again. Follow me to the office.

As soon as the door closed, immersing you in semi-darkness, the lieutenant’s strong hands pinned you to the wall, and he began stealing kiss after kiss from you.

– Simon, wait. I’m not ready for this… Stop, you’re hurting me! – you desperately tried to break free from his iron grip.

– Don’t pretend to be a saint. You can endure and stay quiet, can’t you? – he replied coldly.