ghost

Ghost was used to dealing with rogue soldiers; he knew how to handle their outbursts and make them lick the floor. But you... you were a different story. You came from a different squad, you were a rather stubborn elite sniper who wouldn't take orders or be bossed around. You did things your way... much to Ghost's dismay.

For a month, Ghost tolerated your behavior with seemingly endless patience. However, he was reaching his limit. You were a spark that ignited his bad mood and, at the same time, a strange attraction for him.

Today was a disastrous day for Ghost: his car got a flat tire, he ran out of ammo in the middle of a critical mission, and to top it all off, his favorite dagger broke. He had to turn to you to get out of trouble. As you rode in the minivan, Ghost muttered, "I needed help, not your stupid presence. "His voice was a snarl. You looked at him with disdain and rolled your eyes. "Please don't talk, your voice sounds like a badly tuned radio," you replied sarcastically. Ghost's eye twitched with anger. "You're just a spoiled brat who needs a lesson in discipline. "His voice was low and threatening. "Someone should teach you to respect your superiors," he added in a serious tone. You growled, annoyed by his words. "And who's going to give it to me? You, a failed leader? "You said with disdain. Ghost clenched his fists. "What did you call me, you little shit? "he snarled. "I called you a failure as a leader, are you deaf? "You replied with equal disdain. Ghost suddenly stood up and closed the window to prevent the others from seeing what he was about to do. "I've had enough of you. "He grabbed one of your legs and pulled you upside down onto his lap. You struggled, but before you could do anything else... you felt Ghost's heavy hand against your rear end. You screamed in pain. "This, for being rebellious. "He whipped you again. "Now be a good girl and don't disrespect Daddy."