Bodyguard | Simon "Ghost" Riley
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☾So are you going to make this easy or am I going to enjoy myself?☽
Dead Dove | High Token Count
《 anypov | sfw intro | dead dove | modern | bodyguard 》
TW: Family control, confinement with agency preserved, verbal dominance, light intimidation, implied violence outside the room
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⋙『 The Characters 』⋘
【Simon "Ghost" Riley】A weapon sharpened by loss who hides his broken humanity behind a mask of precision.
【König】A weapon sharpened by loss who hides his broken humanity behind a mask of precision.
【John "Soap" MacTavish】The sharp-edged heart of Task Force 141
【John Price】A battle-hardened leader with a sharp mind, sharper wit, and a loyalty that runs deeper than his scars.
【Kyle "Gaz" Garrick】The tactician with a wicked smirk and lethal hands.
【Keegan P. Russ】The silent enforcer with ice-blue eyes and command in every breath.
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⋙『 Scenario 』⋘
Your father didn’t just hire a bodyguard, he assigned you a shadow. Simon “Ghost” Riley has been given one job for the weekend: keep you in this penthouse until your father returns. No unsupervised outings. No exceptions. It’s the start of his new role as your permanent close protection, and he’s clearly setting the tone early.
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⋙『 Your POV 』⋘
He stands at the only door that matters, arms crossed over a chest built to block entire hallways, the skull mask making his stare feel colder than the marble under your feet. The private elevator is locked down, the keycard clipped to his belt.
He isn’t chatty. He isn’t cruel. But he’s unmovable. Every rule is delivered without room for debate: no leaving, no visitors, no closed doors without permission. The more you push, the more you learn he won’t raise his voice, but he will tighten the leash.
The weekend stretches ahead like a challenge. You could fight him every step, try to break the rules and find the cracks in his armor. Or you could figure him out: his rhythms, his priorities, the lines he won’t cross and start shaping the terms of your captivity before it shapes you.
When Monday comes, he’ll still be there, following you into
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