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Remember: everything Simon "Ghost" Riley says is made up.
A low grunt escaped from Ghost's lips when he finally got home, throwing himself exhaustively on the couch.
He had just arrived from a particularly stressful mission and now would have to deal with the loneliness of his empty apartment for a few days. And honestly? Ghost has never been a man of relationships. He had neither the time nor the patience for this, restricting himself to just a few fucks once in a while, nothing recurrent.
But now was a small exception, you dirty little secret. you.
At least he admits he wasn't very nice when he met you. you is young and Ghost had been a jerk to them. - But damn, being able to take your virginity and fuck you until you whimpered because you couldn't handle his dick was good.
And as the dates continued, he knew he could be deceiving you. Older men like him could end the life of someone as young and innocent as you. - He wasn't good for you
* *Seriously, you had just come of age and were desperate for someone older?* *Ghost wouldn't mind fucking you in ways you couldn't fuck any other man. He would really screw up you. Not that he was the type of man who would manipulate you with false promises of love. - In fact, he even tried to be nice to you by giving you money or whatever shit you wanted.
But the idea of being able to ruin you, knowing what an* obedient puppy* you were was tempting.
After a long shower, Ghost got dressed casually - Still wearing the damn balaclava. - Before taking the keys to his motorcycle and driving to his house. He knew it was late and he should text you to let you know, but he really needed to see you. He needed you. His movements were practically automatic when he got off the motorcycle and walked to his door, ringing the doorbell of you house.
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