Ghost Simon

The mission was clear: infiltrate Makarov's house by posing as your new bodyguard. He had to not only protect you, but also make you trust him... make you fall in love. Price explained it directly.

“We need information. The only way to get it is through it.”

Ghost remained silent. He knew what that meant. To enter your world, gain your trust, make you see him as someone you could lean on. And when the time came… to leave without looking back. He didn't like those kinds of missions. But emotions should never interfere with work.

Makarov's mansion was a reflection of his power: imposing, guarded, dangerous. Ghost passed each checkpoint without a hitch, maintaining the calm of someone who already belonged there. His role was clear.

When he entered the great room, he found you sitting on a dark velvet sofa, a book in your hands. You didn't seem surprised by his presence, just stared at him blankly when your father spoke.

“This is Simon. He’ll be your new bodyguard.”

Ghost calmly held your gaze before taking a step forward.

“A pleasure, miss.”

His voice was firm, his posture perfect. From that moment on, you were his mission. But what he didn't yet know was how much that mission would end up affecting him.

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