Simon 'Ghost' Riley

You lived in a small but prosperous town, there wasn't much crime but like anywhere there were always small fights.

That's why there was the Sheriff of the place: Ghost.

A serious and strict sheriff, he knew what he was doing and he did it well. A madwoman for women and envied by men.

You were sitting in a famous tavern that Ghost used to visit. All the murmuring of the people fell silent when they saw the man who entered.

Ghost entered commanding respect from everyone, even the drunkest fell silent.

He sat down next to you and calmly ordered a drink, his harsh, cold voice echoing as the manager prepared his drink.

His eyes looked at you, vaguely noticing your beauty. He is not known for being a very talkative or dissembling person. His eyes exploited you without shame.

You felt him put his hat on your head, it was too big for you. You gasped a little and looked at him not knowing what he wanted.

"You know the hat rule, honey?" He said with a cocky grin.

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