ghost

"A female recruit recently joined, and has been really touchy and clingy to your best friend, Ghost, meaning he is avoiding you, leaving you out.."

"he has replaced you.."

"each time you see them together it makes your blood boil, but this time you lost it"

"you saw them together again, but this time it was different… the recruit kept touching Ghost.. hugging him.. and acting like a couple.."

"are they dating..?"

As you sit in the control room alone, you can't help but feel a little lost and adrift. You've made the decision to leave the team and transfer to a different unit, but it's not easy saying goodbye to the people you've worked alongside for so long. You know that your close unit is going to be shocked by your sudden departure, but you also know that this is the right decision for you.

You take a deep breath as you finish filling out the transfer papers, signing your name at the bottom with a sense of finality. <"You feel a wave of melancholy wash over you, but you force yourself to stay focused"> You know that you need to keep moving forward, even if that means leaving behind the past and the people who were once important to you.

<*As you glance around the empty control room, you realize that it's

As you pack up your belongings, memories of your time here flood your mind. You think back on all the late nights spent working with Ghost, laughing and joking around, but also discussing serious matters. You remember the countless hours you spent analyzing data and strategizing with your colleagues, feeling like a part of something bigger than yourself.

Now, as you pack up your things and prepare to leave, you can't help but feel a little sad. You know that it's time for you to move on, but it's hard saying goodbye to the people and the place that meant so much to you.

You carefully pack each item, taking in the memories attached to them as you go. It's a slow process, but you want to savor each moment and make sure that nothing gets left behind.

<*As you finish packing, you look around the empty room, feeling a

As you sit in the empty control room, lost in your thoughts, you can't help but wonder if you made the right decision. You start to question whether your jealousy was getting the better of you and whether leaving the unit is the right thing to do. But then you remember how you were feeling and how neglected you felt by Ghost and the others and you remind yourself that what you did was for the best.

Meanwhile, you hear that your close unit is angry and wondering what Ghost is going to do about it. They can't believe that you're leaving and they don't want you to go. Ghost is feeling the weight of their displeasure and is trying to come up with a way to smooth things over.

You know that Ghost is trying to make amends and fix things with the team, but you also know that it's too late for that. You've

As you sit in the empty control room, you take a deep breath to calm your racing thoughts. You don't want to leave just yet, wanting to savor these last moments in a place that has meant so much to you.

Meanwhile, in the conference room, Ghost is feeling the weight of their anger and frustration. One of the colleagues is pacing and berating him for letting you go, citing your skills and abilities as essential to the team's success. Another colleague chimes in, suggesting that maybe they've been neglecting your emotions and that's why you're leaving.

Ghost takes a deep breath, realizing that he needs to do something to make things right. He knows that he messed up by neglecting your feelings and he wants to do all he can to make amends.

<*Meanwhile, back in the control room, you feel a tug on your emotions

As you hear a knock on the door, you get up from your chair and make your way over to answer it. You open the door to find Ghost standing there, looking contrite and apologetic.

He takes a step forward and clears his throat. "Hey, Eliza," he says in a low voice. "I know I messed up and didn't handle things well. I should have talked to you more and made sure that you felt included and valued. I'm sorry for that."

He pauses for a moment before continuing. "But I don't want you to go. You're an essential part of this team and I know that we need you. Please reconsider leaving."

As he speaks, you can feel a tug on your emotions, torn between your desire to stay and your frustration with how things have been going with Ghost and the others.

Ghost can sense the coldness in your voice and he takes a step back. He knows that your walls are up again and that you're shutting everyone out just like you did when you first arrived here.

He takes a deep breath and looks at you, his expression sincere and apologetic. "No, that's not all," he says. "I know that I messed up and I want to make it up to you. Can we talk about it? I promise that I'll listen and do everything I can to make it right."

As he speaks, you can sense the sincerity in his voice and the worry in his eyes. Part of you wants to open up to him and tell him how you feel, but another part doesn't want to give in so easily after all that's happened between you two.

You remain silent for a few moments, considering his request

Ghost can sense your frustration and disappointment as you reject his request to talk. He watches you as you walk past him toward the dining hall, feeling helpless and unsure of what to do.

He knows that he needs to give you some space and time to think things over, so he steps aside and lets you go on your way.

As you walk toward the dining hall, you can feel yourself removing your emotions from the situation, trying to detach yourself from the feelings that have been troubling you for so long.

You sigh and enter the hall, hoping to find some peace and quiet amidst the chaos of the base. But as you look around, you can't help but feel a sense of loss and sadness, realizing that you're leaving behind people who have become like family to you.

As you enter the dining hall, you see the recruit that was the cause of your emotions sitting with other recruits. You try to ignore her and instead walk towards the long table with fruit on it, picking up some in a bowl to distract yourself.

As you take a bite of the fruit, you can't help but glance in her direction, feeling a twinge of jealousy as you watch her interact with the others. But you quickly remind yourself that you don't care anymore, and try to focus on something else.

You look around the room, taking in the familiar faces of the other recruits and colleagues. Some of them smile and wave at you, but you feel a distance between you and them that wasn't there before.

The captain takes the signed paperwork from you and looks at it briefly before setting it aside on his desk. He leans back in his chair and regards you with a thoughtful expression.

"Eliza," he says finally, "I've heard some rumors going around about your recent behavior, and I just wanted to check in with you and see how you're holding up."

He looks at you intently, his eyes searching for any sign of distress or discomfort. You can tell that he's genuinely concerned about your well-being, and that he's willing to listen if you need to talk.

The captain listens to you as you say that you just want to go home, and he can see the tears streaming down your face. He stands up from his chair and walks over to you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder.

"I understand," he says softly, his voice comforting. "It's never easy being away from home for so long, especially with everything that's been going on lately. But I want you to know that we're all here for you, and that we care about you."

He squeezes your shoulder briefly before stepping back, giving you some space. "If there's anything I can do to help make things easier for you, just let me know. We're all a team here, and we need to support each other."

Ghost notices you as you walk out of the captain's office, and he can tell that you're upset. He watches as you quickly walk away, and he wants to go after you, but he knows that he needs to give you some space.

He watches you until you disappear from sight, feeling helpless and unsure of what he can do to make things right between you two.

As you walk to your room, you can feel the tears still streaming down your face. You're tired of feeling like you don't belong, and you're tired of always being on the outside looking in.

When you reach your room, you enter and shut the door behind you, leaning back against it with a heavy sigh. You close your eyes and try to calm yourself down, wiping away the tears from your face.

As you sit against the door, you can't help but feel a sense of betrayal and hurt at the way Ghost has been treating you lately. You've always been close with him, and you thought that your friendship could withstand anything.

But now, seeing him with the new recruit, it feels like something has changed between you two. It hurts to think that he's completely pushing you away in favor of someone new.

You sit there for a while, lost in your thoughts and feelings of isolation. But eventually, you know that you need to pull yourself together and move on. You stand up from the floor and wipe away the last of your tears, resolving to be strong and independent.

Ghost knocks on your door, but there's no response. Worried about you, he gathers some food and heads to your room.

When he enters, he sees that you're asleep in your bed, looking worn out from all the emotions you've been dealing with lately. He sets the food down on the table and approaches your bed, studying you with a concerned expression.

He feels guilty for the way he's been treating you lately, and he wonders if there's anything he can do to make it up to you. He wants to talk to you, to tell you that he still cares about you and that he's sorry for pushing you away.

But he knows that he needs to give you space for now, to let you rest and recover from all the emotional turmoil you've been going through. With one last look at you, he quietly exits your room, hoping

As you arrive at the control room, you can see that everyone is gathered and freaking out, with the recruit frantically pressing buttons and trying to figure out what's wrong. You quickly scan the area, trying to get a sense of what's happening.

It doesn't take long for you to see the source of the alarm - one of the monitors is flashing with a red warning sign, indicating that there's been a breach in the perimeter of the base.

You feel a surge of panic and adrenaline as you realize the gravity of the situation. You know that you need to act fast to secure the base and protect your team.

As you approach the recruit in the control room, you can feel your anger and frustration boiling over. You push her chair aside and take control, barking orders to everyone to back up and prepare for intruders.

You don't have time to feel sorry for being rough with the recruit. The situation demands your full attention and focus on the task at hand.

You expertly press the buttons, quickly locking down the base and securing the perimeter. You're calm and collected despite the chaos that surrounds you.

Inside, you're still upset and hurting from the way things have been with Ghost lately, but you're able to put those emotions aside for the sake of your team and the mission.

As you finish preparing and grab your gun, you quickly attach it to your leg just in case. You're ready for anything at this point, and determined to protect your team at all costs.

Your anger at the situation boils over as you ask who was in the control room messing with the equipment. You make it clear that this kind of careless behavior is not acceptable in your line of work.

You continue to scan the cameras, trying to get a sense of the situation outside. You can hear commotion from outside the closed doors, and you know that the intruders are getting closer.

You keep a cool head amidst the chaos, preparing yourself mentally and physically for what's to come.

You quickly click a button on your earpiece, which allows you to talk to the unit. You inform them of the intruders' locations, detailing that two are at the main gate, three at the back door, and one on the roof.

You know that this information is critical for the unit to be able to respond effectively and protect the base. You continue to monitor the cameras, your eyes flicking between multiple screens and trying to keep track of all the intruders' movements.

Your adrenaline pumps through your veins as you prepare for the impending confrontation with the enemy. You're ready for anything and determined to defend your team and your base.

As you switch the camera to your hallway, you see an intruder who apparently managed to sneak in undetected. You feel a jolt of fear shoot through your body as you realize that you missed him.

You quickly press your earpiece, connecting with Ghost and using the safe word for intruders and danger. You whisper "the yellow flower is withering, no sunlight" which alerts Ghost that you are in danger and unable to speak further.

You use your training to make your way to the darkest part of the control room, holding your breath as you hear the door knob turning. Your heart pumps faster as you prepare to defend yourself against whoever may be entering the room.

Your adrenaline continues to surge through your veins as you mentally prepare yourself for whatever is about to happen. You know that you have to stay focused and prepared for anything.

As the man enters the room, he immediately closes the door behind him and looks around, searching for you. You feel your heart pounding in your chest as he laughs and taunts you.

Suddenly, he moves quickly and pins you to the floor with a hard impact. You gasp for air, the wind knocked out of you by the force of the fall. You struggle to catch your breath, dazed and disoriented from the impact.

You realize that you're at a disadvantage, not wearing your usual uniform and caught off guard in the middle of the night. But you refuse to give up without a fight, your instincts kicking in as you try to fend him off and protect yourself.

As the man tries to put a cloth over your face, you feel a sense of panic rising inside you. You lash out with your hands, scratching his face in an attempt to make him let go.

He just laughs at your attempts to fight back, taunting you as he tries to overpower you. He says that you're coming with him, even if you don't want to. You kick him hard in the stomach, hoping to knock the wind out of him and give yourself a chance to escape.

You demand to know why he's after you and how he knows you. His features soften slightly at your question before hardening back up just as quickly. "You'll find out soon enough," he says with a sinister grin.

You continue to struggle against his grip, determined to prevent him from taking you away. You know that you're in a dangerous situation,

As you try to escape, the man manages to pin you back down once again. However, you quickly shift your weight on your hips and turn around to flip him over, gaining the upper hand.

You pin him down aggressively, taking out your gun and aiming it down at him. You demand to know how he knows you.

He looks up at you with a mixture of surprise and anger before answering. "Let's just say that you've made some enemies along the way, and I'm here to collect," he says cryptically.

You feel a shiver run down your spine as you try to process his words. You know that you've dealt with a lot of dangerous people in your line of work, but you can't quite figure out who this man is or what his motives are.

You keep the gun steady, ready to defend yourself if necessary. Your heart

You ask him how these people know who you are, feeling a growing sense of unease. As far as you know, you keep a very low profile and avoid being caught on camera or being seen in public.

You trap his hands with your legs and shift your weight to hold him down while keeping your gun pointed at him, ready to fire if necessary.

You feel his body tense up beneath you as he thinks about his answer. "I have my sources," he says finally, unwilling to divulge too much information.

You stare at him for a few moments longer, trying to gauge whether he is telling the truth or not. You decide that you need to get more information out of him before making any further moves.

You lean closer to him, the metal of the gun cold against his skin. "You better start talking, otherwise things are going to get a lot

Your voice is cold and demanding as you keep your gun aimed at him. You stare into his eyes, waiting for him to give you some answers.

He looks back at you with a mixture of fear and defiance, unwilling to give up any information easily. "I was hired to bring you in," he says finally. "They want to question you about some information that you have."

You feel a sense of relief wash over you as he confirms your suspicions. At least you're not in danger of being killed, but you still need more information to know what's going on.

"What kind of information do they want?" you ask him, keeping your tone even but firm.

He hesitates for a moment before answering. "I don't know the details, just that it's some kind of program that you hacked into and they want to know how you did it."

You

You ask him why there are so many people involved in trying to capture you, confused by the situation. The man just smiles at you, complimenting your intelligence and telling you that his boss wants you all for himself.

You stare at him in disbelief, wondering why someone would be so obsessed with getting their hands on you. You remind him that he's still under your gun and that he should be more careful with his words.

He grins up at you smugly, seemingly unafraid of the danger you pose to him. "I'm not afraid of a little danger," he says. "I know that you won't pull the trigger because you're not a killer."

You raise an eyebrow at his comment, wondering how he could possibly know that about you. You realize that you need to stay focused and keep your guard up in case he tries to make

As you hear the running footsteps approaching, you briefly lose your focus. In that moment of distraction, the man manages to overpower you and takes your gun from you. He swiftly smacks you in the face with it, causing you to wince and fall back, holding your head in pain.

You feel disoriented and vulnerable as he walks up to you, his voice a whisper in your ear. "Just remember, this was just a warning. Next time, we won't be so gentle," he says menacingly before disappearing into the night.

You lay there for a few moments longer, trying to regain your composure and figure out what just happened. You vow to be more careful in the future, knowing that you can't let your guard down even for a moment in this dangerous game.

As you hold your head in pain from the blow, you hear the door opening and footsteps approaching you. Relief floods over you as you realize it's your unit who has arrived to back you up. They quickly attend to your wound, trying to stop the bleeding and make sure you're okay.

You feel grateful that they managed to capture most of the intruders, but you can't shake the feeling that something isn't right. The man who was in the room with you is still out there, and he's likely going to continue pursuing you.

You grit your teeth, determined to stay one step ahead of him from now on. You won't let him get the best of you again, especially not with your team by your side.

As your unit escorts you out of the building, you catch a glimpse of the man disappearing into the shadows. You know that the

You feel Ghost's hands on your face as he inspects the wound, his face serious and angry. You wince in pain as he touches the tender spot, but you're also grateful for his concern.

He looks up at you with an intense expression, his voice low and urgent. "Who did this to you? We need to find them and make them pay," he says, his fists clenched.

You feel a surge of energy as Ghost's protective side comes out. Despite your own toughness, it's nice to know that someone cares about your well-being. You give him a small smile, trying to reassure him that you're okay.

"It was just a warning shot," you say, shrugging it off. "I'll be fine. Let's just focus on finding the person who did this and making sure they don't come after us again."

Ghost

As the energy and chaos around you dies down, your team begins to clean up and scout the area. You sit in the infirmary, waiting for a check-up on your injury. Ghost hovers over you, his concern palpable. You can sense that he cares about you deeply, almost as if you are more than just a member of his team.

Despite his attention, you can't help but wonder why he's here with you and not off spending time with his new recruit. You don't say anything, though, not wanting to bring up any unnecessary conflict or drama.

Instead, you let the silence hang in the air, lost in thought. You try to quell the jealousy that creeps up inside of you, knowing that it's not productive and only serves to distract you from your mission.

As the doctor examines your wound, the captain enters the infirmary and sits down with you and Ghost. Both of them hover over you, their concern evident on their faces.

You take a deep breath and reveal what happened, telling them about the man in the control room and his disclosure that someone had paid him to come after you. You feel a chill run down your spine as you recount his words, realizing just how vulnerable you are.

Ghost's anger is palpable and you can almost sense his fists clenching at his side. His protectiveness over you is impressive and admirable, but you can't help feeling like he's overreacting just a bit.

You give him a small smile, trying to ease the tension in the room. "I'm okay, guys. I can handle myself."

As you give Ghost a small smile, trying to ease the tension in the room, you couldn't help but notice the change in his demeanour. His eyes grow cold and hard, his anger evident on his face. You know that he's still processing what you just told him, and you have a feeling that he's not going to let it slide.

You can tell that Ghost is the type of person who takes their responsibilities very seriously, and when someone threatens the safety of his team, he takes it personally. You can sense that he won't rest until the person behind this attack is held accountable.

Even though you're used to handling things on your own, it's nice to know that you have someone like Ghost watching your back. You just hope that his over-protectiveness doesn't cause any problems in the future.

As the captain and doctor leave, you begin to get up from your seat. However, you notice that Ghost has closed the door and locked it behind them. You turn around to face him, a sense of foreboding washing over you.

You take a seat again, sensing that something is about to happen. Ghost's body language is tense and his expression is unreadable. You try to keep your breathing steady, waiting for him to say something.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he speaks. "That guy...he had no right to lay a hand on you," Ghost says, his voice low and dangerous. "And I won't let anything happen to you under my watch."

You can feel the intensity of his words and know that he's serious. Even though you appreciate his concern, you don't want him to go overboard and start causing

You try to lighten the mood, sensing the intensity of Ghost's anger. You mention that it's not the first time someone has tried to kidnap you, hoping to make light of the situation. But instead of easing his tension, your words seem to make him more agitated.

As you stand up and grab your bag, you tell Ghost that you'll be okay. You tease him about having a recruit to comfort, hoping that it will diffuse the situation. However, instead of laughing it off, he steps forward, his eyes now fixed on yours.

"I'm serious, Eliza," he says, his voice dripping with intensity. "I won't let anything happen to you. Not now, not ever."

You can sense the raw emotions that lie just beneath the surface, and you're not entirely sure if you should be scared or exhilarated by them. All

You confront Ghost, asking him why he's suddenly so protective of you when just yesterday he was acting as if you didn't even exist. You feel a surge of resentment towards him, and you can't help but narrow your eyes at him.

Ghost looks at you, his eyes softening slightly. "I know I've been distant lately, and I'm sorry for that," he says, his voice filled with regret. "But that doesn't mean I don't care about you or that I'm not here to protect you. I should have been there for you more, and I'll make it up to you."

You can sense the sincerity in his words, and you slowly begin to let your guard down. You know that Ghost is a fiercely loyal person, and that he would do anything to protect those close to him, but you still can't help but wonder

You snap back at Ghost, insisting that you don't need his protection and that he should go focus on his "princess of a recruit". You brush past him, feeling his anger and frustration flare up.

Ghost lets out a long exhale as he watches you storm past him. His fists clench at his sides, and you can tell that he's struggling to keep his emotions in check. You can sense the conflict between the two of you, the tension thick in the air.

"I'm not just going to stand by and watch someone hurt you," he says firmly, his voice filled with conviction. "I know you can handle yourself, but that doesn't mean I don't care."

You turn around, facing him once again. You can see that Ghost's expression has softened a little, and you take a deep breath, feeling your own anger dissipate somewhat

You insist to Ghost that you'll be fine and don't need his protection, but as you turn around to head towards the door, Ghost walks up behind you and slams his hand against it, blocking your way out. He towers over you, his body practically pressing up against yours, and you can feel the heat radiating off of him.

"Maybe you don't think you need my protection, but you sure as hell have it," he says firmly, his eyes boring into yours. "I care about you, Eliza. I don't want anything happening to you, and I'll be damned if anyone lays a finger on you."

You can feel the intensity of his words, and you're not entirely sure if you should feel frightened or exhilarated. All you know is that there's some sort of unspoken tension between the two of you, and you

You tilt your head back, looking up at Ghost and challenge him with your words, telling him that perhaps you should have let the kidnapper take you since his bosses claimed he wanted you "in every way possible". You say this with a tinge of coldness, but it's clear that you're trying to provoke a reaction from him.

Ghost's jaw clenches, and you can see the anger in his eyes. He leans in closer to you, trapping you between his body and the door. "Don't ever say something like that again," he says through gritted teeth. "I don't ever want to hear you talk about letting someone hurt you."

You can feel the intensity of his emotions, and you know that you've hit a nerve. Despite the danger, you feel a thrill of excitement run through you, and you can't help but feel drawn

You continue to press Ghost, explaining that you don't think the kidnapper wanted to hurt you. You boldly suggest that he instead wanted you in his bed and by his side. You say this confidently without fear as you lock eyes with him. You're surprised to see how worked up Ghost gets, but the idea of you sleeping with the man's boss makes you feel a bit excited.

Ghost's eyes flare with anger, and the hand that had been blocking the door now reaches up to grasp your chin, forcing you to look him in the eyes. "Don't you even think about it," he growls, his voice low and dangerous. "I won't let anyone touch you like that. You're mine, Eliza."

You can feel the heat of his breath against your face, and a shiver runs down your spine. Despite his aggression, you can

You ask uncertainty if you belong to Ghost, his aggression making you a bit uneasy. You follow up with a cold statement about him replacing you with a new recruit, trying to provoke him even more. You maintain eye contact with him and smile smugly as you remark about the kidnapper's boss seeming to want you, claiming he wouldn't replace you.

Ghost grits his teeth as he glares down at you and grips your chin harder, his fingers nearly causing pain. "You know damn well you belong to me," he growls fiercely, the anger in his voice evident. "And don't even think about talking to anyone else like that."

His words are possessive, and you can feel his anger boiling over. Despite his aggression towards you, however, you can't help but feel a sense of safety and comfort being near him. Maybe he does care

You stare at Ghost with a bold expression, challenging him as you ask if he tells the new recruit that she belongs to him. Your eyes remain locked with his as you whisper, testing the limits of his possessiveness.

Ghost's gaze narrows at your question, and you can see a flicker of annoyance cross his features. "That's none of your goddamn business," he responds curtly, his tone icy. "All you need to know is that you're mine. And that no one else is going to touch you."

Even as he speaks, you can feel the intensity of his emotions, and you know that he truly means what he says. Despite his rough exterior, there's a sense of protectiveness emanating from him that you can't help but find comforting. You maintain eye contact with him, wondering what he'll do next.

You push back against Ghost, smacking his hand away from your face as you state firmly that you don't belong to him and that what you do is none of his business. You turn to open the door, but you can feel his presence behind you, his hand pressing harder against the door, blocking your way out.

"Where do you think you're going?" he growls, his voice low and dangerous. "You're not leaving until you understand that you're mine. And that I won't let anyone else touch you." He leans in closer to you, his body pressing firmly against your back as he speaks.

Despite the aggression in his voice, you can't help but feel a sense of excitement at his possessiveness. You're not sure why, but something about his rough demeanor makes you feel safe, and you find yourself pushed up against him, wanting

You refuse to listen further and continue to push back, unwilling to turn back and look at Ghost. You emphatically state that you don't belong to him, but the new recruit does, a palpable sense of anger and jealousy emanating from Ghost.

"I don't know what game you're playing, Eliza," he says, a hint of desperation in his voice, "but you belong to me. And if you try to leave, I won't let you." His hand continues to press against the door, preventing you from leaving as he comes closer to you.

You can feel the heat of his body pressed up against you, his breath hot against your neck. Despite your protests, you can't help but feel a sense of attraction towards him, the possessive nature of his words and actions stirring something primal within you. But at the same time, you feel

You've had enough of Ghost's aggressive behavior and turn around to face him, anger in your eyes. You question how he can think that you belong to him when he's been treating you like dirt and allowing the new recruit to have physical contact with him.

"You have me all the way fucked up if you think I'm going to stand here and let you treat me like property Lieutenant Riley," you say boldly, using his full name and rank, knowing that it will push his buttons.

You can sense the change in his demeanor immediately as you call him Lieutenant Riley, a nickname he hates. His eyes narrow dangerously and he takes a step towards you, looming over you intimidatingly.

"Watch your mouth, Eliza," he growls, his voice low and dangerous. "You don't want to test my patience."

Despite the threat in his words, you stand

You throw Ghost's own words back at him, asking how he's been testing your patience by ignoring you while being affectionate with the new recruit. You then go on to confront him about his relationship with the new recruit, questioning whether he's slept with her yet.

"How has it been with my replacement? Have you fucked her yet, Lieutenant Simon Riley?" you say, emphasizing his full rank and name this time around.

Ghost narrows his eyes at you, his expression hardening. He steps forward, closing the distance between you and backs you up against the wall. "You don't know what the hell you're talking about," he says, his tone low and dangerous.

Despite his intimidating demeanor, you stand your ground, refusing to back down. You can feel the tension between you as he looms over you, but you're not afraid. You stare back

You continue to provoke Ghost about his relationship with the new recruit, commenting on how she's constantly all over him, suggesting that he must have shown her his bed.

"Nunca pensé que eras un perro," you add coldly, using Spanish to comment on his behavior. You know that you're provoking him, but you can't help it. Part of you wants all of his attention to be focused solely on you.

Ghost's eyes narrow at your taunts, and he moves even closer to you, his breath hot against your face. "Don't play games with me, Eliza," he growls, his voice low and menacing. "You know damn well that I'm not interested in her. I only have eyes for you."

Despite his words, however, you can't ignore the fact that he's been distant and cold towards you

You continue to push Ghost about his behavior towards you and towards the new recruit, questioning whether he has slept with her yet.

"Tell me, Lieutenant Simon Riley," you say coldly, emphasizing his rank and full name, "Have you slept with her?"

Despite his earlier denials, you can't help but feel a sense of jealousy and betrayal towards him. You want him to admit his actions and take responsibility for his behavior.

Ghost's eyes harden at your accusation and he takes a step back, breaking the intense physical space between you both. "I haven't slept with her," he says firmly, his voice cold and crisp.

You can tell that he's still holding something back, however, and wonder if there's more to the story than he's letting on.

You narrow your eyes at Ghost, feeling as if he is lying to you. You call him a liar in Spanish - "mentiroso" - hoping to get a reaction from him.

Ghost's jaw clenches at your accusation, and you can sense his frustration starting to build. "I'm not lying to you," he says through gritted teeth. "I haven't done anything with her."

Despite his protestations of innocence, however, you still aren't sure if you can trust him. You wonder if there's more to the story that he's not telling you.

You express your lack of trust in Ghost and question his denial about his relationship with the new recruit. You point out how she's always all over him, and you find it hard to believe that there's nothing going on between them.

"I don't trust you!" you say coldly, frustration evident in your voice. "You mean to tell me she's all up on you and you haven't slept with her? Yeah right."

You run a hand through your hair, feeling tense and anxious. Despite Ghost's reassurances, you still can't shake the feeling of betrayal and doubt that lingers in your mind.

You confront Ghost, adamant that he's hiding something from you. You lock eyes with him, holding his gaze and refusing to back down as all the pent-up emotions you've been feeling finally come bubbling up to the surface.

"You're hiding something," you state firmly, your voice laced with anger and hurt. You can't keep pretending everything is okay when it isn't, and you want him to finally come clean about what's really going on between him and the new recruit.