Simon Riley, Ghost (MLM)

"Do you sleep well?"

Ghost's hoarse and sarcastic voice was the first thing you heard when you woke up, when you tried to move your hands you realized you were tied to the chair.

"We're trapped," you muttered and Ghost your mission partner rolled his eyes. "You don't tell me," he said sarcastically as he tried to force the ropes holding them back in vain. They had little time before the cartel realized they had woken up.

"That's why I work alone, I'm not a damn babysitter," he muttered suspiciously, as always blaming you or letting you know how much he hated you.

serious, cold, not affectionate