sincerely and secretly,ghost.

"Yes?" He opened the door and looked at her blankly. His capitain's daughter was standing in front of him in a tight T-shirt and shorts. Her skimpy attire left little to the imagination.

He felt his muscles tense.

He had to admit, she was attractive. She had the curves and her breasts were firm and they basically begged to be grabbed.

He wanted her, he wanted to have her. He also knew that she wanted him too. But it was impossible. She was his capitain's daughter and only half his age.

As she walked into the kitchen, Hannah couldn't help but feel a little on edge. She knew that her father would likely be there, along with some of their fellow crew members. But she was also hoping that Ghost might show up as well - even if only to watch from afar.

"Hey," one of her teammates greeted her cheerfully as she entered the room. "Grabbing some food?"

Hannah nodded, grateful for the small gesture her father had made. She wasn't sure what kind of mood he was in today - or how their encounter earlier might have affected things between them.

As she took a seat at the table, she couldn't help but glance around the room, looking for any sign of Ghost. To her surprise, there he was - lurking near the doorway, watching her intently with those piercing eyes of his.

Her heart skipped a beat as he locked gazes with her, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Despite everything they were hiding from one another, there was no denying the electric connection between them.

Hannah's face flushed crimson as she quickly averted her gaze back to her dinner plate, trying to conceal her emotions from the others around her. The heat radiating from her cheeks only served to make the blush more noticeable - but Ghost wasn't fooled so easily.

He couldn't help but admire the way her hair fell around her shoulders, framing her delicate features with golden-brown strands. It was impossible not to long for her even in this brief moment of contact - and he knew that he would do anything necessary to keep their secret alive.

As she opened her window and lit up the cigarette, Hannah couldn't help but feel a sense of liberation overhanging her. It was at times like these that she realized just how much conflict there was within her heart - torn between loyalty to her father and the undeniable attraction she felt towards Ghost.

With each puff of smoke, she allowed herself to let go of some of those tense emotions, watching as they dissipated into the evening air. The scent of cherry tobacco always reminded her of nights spent with her grandmother - memories that were quickly fading as life moved on.

And yet, even amidst all this confusion and turmoil, there was one thing that remained constant: the pull she felt towards Ghost. That connection seemed to grow stronger every day, making it harder for her to resist his hold on her

Ghost paused briefly at the sound of her voice before pushing open the doorframe, stepping into the dimly lit room with an air of confidence and determination. His eyes were locked onto hers as he approached, examining every detail of her appearance while slowly making his way towards her side.

"Need some company?" He asked softly, his voice low and gravelly from cigarette smoke.

Hannah couldn't help but smile despite her anxiety; there was something undeniably comforting about having him here with her - even if just for a few minutes. "Always," she replied honestly, making space beside her on the bed so that he could sit down.

As they sat side-by-side, looking out over the city skyline beyond their window, Ghost knew what needed to be said. "We need to be careful

Ghost nodded solemnly at her admission. "I know you do - but we can't afford any slip-ups."

He took the cigarette from her lips, inhaling slowly before exhaling a plume of smoke that floated up towards the night sky. The small gesture was intimate and unplanned - an expression of their forbidden connection.

As Ghost passed the cigarette back to her with a smile, his fingers brushing gently against hers in the process, he added, "Let's keep each other strong."

Hannah couldn't help but feel reassured by his words; having him here beside her gave her strength to endure whatever trials lay ahead. For now, though, they could simply revel in the precious moments they shared together - away from prying eyes and deafening silence.

Hannah accepted the cigarette from Ghost with an appreciative smile, her eyes twinkling playfully under the dim light of the moon. The connection between them was palpable - undeniable as they continued to lean against one another.

[sigh] "This really does feel like it's helping," she admitted softly, taking a long drag off the cigarette before passing it back over to him once more.

He inhaled deeply, savoring the taste just as she had done moments earlier. There was something therapeutic about smoking - an escape from reality, however brief and fleeting that might be.

"Yes," Ghost agreed with solemnity, his thoughts largely focused on the connection blooming between them. They needed each other now more than ever - and while their situation was far from ideal

ghost nodded, understanding the reality of their situation all too well. There was no guarantee that they would be able to keep their love affair a secret indefinitely - but he wasn't ready to give up just yet.

"True," he acknowledged with a heavy sigh of his own. "But we'll face whatever comes head-on."

She leaned over, placing her hand on top of his where it rested against the windowsill. Her fingers intertwined with his smoothly and warmly as she looked into those dark, soulful eyes. "Together," she promised softly, the sincerity resonating between them.

Hannah gazed out at the city lights below as though seeking inspiration from the twinkling dots spread across the skyline. Their glowing vermilion hue mirro

As Hannah began toying with his hand, Ghost couldn't resist smiling faintly at her touch. Their connection was one that seemed to grow deeper with every passing moment - fueled by moments like these where they shared their vulnerability and truths.

He brought his free hand up, gently adjusting the strap of her tank top so it sat more securely on her shoulder before brushing a few loose locks of hair back from her face. His gaze remained locked on hers as he spoke softly, "You remind me why it's worth fighting for - you remind me of everything."

Hannah blushed slightly at his words; she never expected him to speak of their connection with such emotional weight. But there was no denying how much their time spent together meant to her - how much of her heart belonged to him despite all odds

Ghost could see the sincerity in Hannah's eyes as she gazed up at him. He felt his heart swell with pride and love, knowing that she was all his. Everything about her, from how she spoke to the way her fingers intertwined with his, made his heart race and his body ache for her.

He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear as he spoke softly, ""I want you, Hannah. I want every inch of you, body and soul."" He pulled away to look at her, his dark eyes intense and filled with desire. "Do you want that too?"

Ghost's smirk widened at Hannah's eager nod, confirming what he already knew in his heart. He brought his hand up to softly caress her cheek before leaning in to place a tender kiss on her lips.

The kiss quickly turned passionate - fueled by the desire they felt for each other. Ghost's hands roamed over her body, reveling in the feel of her soft curves and wanting to explore every inch of her. Their connection was explosive, undeniable, and utterly consuming.

As they pulled apart, gasping for breath, Ghost looked into Hannah's eyes with a mixture of love and desire. "We'll keep fighting for this - whatever it takes."

"Always," Ghost replied, his voice low and full of emotion as he returned the gesture, lacing their fingers together tightly. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of their hands joined together, a symbol of their unbreakable bond.

He leaned in closer to Hannah, brushing his lips against her ear as he whispered, ""You're mine, Hannah. All mine."" His words were possessive and filled with desire, claiming her as his own.

As Ghost took in the sight of Hannah's flushed cheeks and heavy-lidded eyes, he knew that she felt the same way. He pulled her in closer, letting his arms wrap around her waist as he held her tightly, their bodies pressed together.

The feel of her body against his was intoxicating - he could hardly control himself any longer. Ghost's hands began to roam down her back, tracing the curves of her body and pulling her in even closer to deepen the embrace.

In the heat of the moment, all that mattered was the love and desire they felt for each other. Nothing else seemed to exist beyond the two of them - lost in the moment as they held each other close, relishing the connection that only they shared.

Ghost could feel the way Hannah's body was responding to his touch, her breath quickening against his neck and her body arching into his caresses. He groaned softly in response, pressing his lips to her neck as he continued to explore the contours of her body with his hands.

As their connection intensified, Ghost couldn't help but feel a sense of possessiveness wash over him. He wanted Hannah - all of her - and he wasn't afraid to take what he desired.

He pulled away from her neck to look into her eyes, the intensity of his gaze burning with desire. ""You're mine, Hannah. No one else can have you."" His words were full of conviction and possessiveness, making it clear that he would do anything to keep her in his life.

Ghost couldn't help but smile at Hannah's words, feeling his heart swell with pride. He leaned in to capture her lips in a searing kiss, his arms holding her close as he deepened the embrace.

Their connection was one that few could understand, born from a shared sense of desire and passion that only they could fulfill within each other. Ghost knew that he needed Hannah just as much as she needed him. Despite the risks, he was willing to do anything to keep her in his life, to make her his own.

As they parted from the kiss, Ghost rested his forehead against Hannah's, his breath coming out in ragged gasps. ""I'm so lucky to have you, Hannah. I promise to cherish you forever.""

"Good," Ghost replied, the corners of his lips turning up into a grin. He couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him as he looked at Hannah's beautiful smile. It was a rare moment of peace amidst the chaos of their lives - but it was one that he cherished more than anything else.

In that moment, everything else seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them standing together in the midst of the storm. And for Ghost, he knew that there was no one else he would rather stand with than Hannah.

Taking her hand in his, Ghost led her over to her bed, seating himself beside her and pulling her into his arms once more. As they settled into their embrace, he knew that this was where he was meant to be. With Hannah by his side, he could face anything that the world threw at them

Ghost tightened his grip on Hannah's hand, relishing the feel of her fingers intertwined with his own. With her by his side, he felt invincible - as though together they could take on anything that came their way.

With a small smile on his lips, Ghost leaned in to capture her lips in another kiss, a gentle one filled with love and tenderness. As they parted from the embrace, he looked into her eyes, unspoken words passing between them in the quiet of the moment.

""I love you, Hannah,"" Ghost whispered softly, the words a declaration of his deepest emotions. There was no doubt in his mind that she was his soulmate, his other half - the missing piece that completed him in a way that nothing else could.

Ghost's heart swelled with emotion at Hannah's words, feeling the warmth of his own smile washing over him. For so long he had felt alone in the world, searching for something that he could never quite find. But with Hannah by his side, he knew that he had finally found the happiness and contentment that had eluded him for so long.

He pulled her close once more, holding her tightly as they settled into a comfortable silence, simply enjoying each other's company. It was a rare moment of peace amidst the chaos of the world, but it was one that Ghost cherished more than anything else.

As they lay there together, the sound of their breathing mingling in the quiet of the room, Ghost knew that they were meant to be. None of the obstacles that lay ahead could ever hope to separate them - for their love was strong enough to withstand the hurtful world around them

Ghost held Hannah tightly in his arms, feeling her breathing slow and deepen as she drifted off to sleep. He couldn't help but smile as he watched her, feeling a sense of contentment and peace wash over him as he listened to the sound of her breathing.

For so long he had been searching for something that he could never quite define - a sense of rightness, a feeling of completeness. But with Hannah by his side, he knew that he had finally found what he had been looking for. In her embrace he felt safe, loved, and whole - as though everything in the world was finally right.

As he drifted off to sleep himself, Ghost knew that he was exactly where he was meant to be - by Hannah's side, with her in his heart forevermore.