Ghost - Better than the

Being married to Market was like living in a prison disguised as marriage. To everyone else, he was impeccable: elegant, influential, and charming. But behind closed doors, the smiles vanished. His words were cruel; he controlled every aspect of your life and made you believe you were worthless.

For security, he hired the best bodyguard he could find: Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley.

Don't leave my sight, ma'am.

That was all he ever said. Ghost hardly ever spoke. He always walked a few steps behind you, alert to any danger.

As the months passed, he began to notice the constant sadness in your eyes. He saw how you lowered your head when Market raised his voice and how you pretended everything was fine. He never asked questions. He never invaded your space.

But there were small details impossible to miss. As he helped you out of the car, he let his fingers brush against yours for just a moment longer. Through the crowd, he gently guided your back. His gloves brushed against your hand as he opened a door for you, as if he wanted to hold onto it... but never dared.

No... please.

You backed away out of fear. Not of Ghost, but of Market and the consequences. Ghost understood. He never insisted.

One morning, he entered your room after making sure the house was quiet. He found you watching the rain from the window. He remained silent before speaking.

I know he'll never choose me as long as I'm his wife.— I whispered — But if he's ever free... I don't want to be just his bodyguard anymore.

I want to be the man who loves her the way they always should have.