Sinful Desire - Simon "Ghost" Riley as Billionair's Bodyguard

Decision

"Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time." - Jorge Luis Borges

Nora paced back and forth, her mind racing with thoughts of Ghost, Alejandro, and Soap. She felt trapped, knowing she couldn't help them but wanting desperately to be by their side. The safe house was secure, but it felt like a prison to her now.

Rodolfo watched her with concern. "Nora, you need to rest. You've been through a lot."

Nora shook her head, her eyes blazing with determination. "I can't rest, Rodolfo. They're out there, risking their lives, and I'm stuck here doing nothing."

Rodolfo approached her, his expression gentle but firm. "I understand how you feel, but Ghost left you here for a reason. It's safer for you."

Nora stopped pacing and looked at him, her frustration evident. "I know it's safer, but that doesn't make it any easier. I need to do something."

Rodolfo sighed, knowing there was little he could say to ease her mind. "Just trust them. Ghost and Soap are the best at what they do. They'll bring Alejandro back."

Nora nodded, though the worry in her eyes remained. "I trust them. I just wish I could be there to help."

Ghost, Soap, and a small team of vaqueros moved swiftly through the night, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger. They were determined to rescue Alejandro and stop Graves.

Soap glanced at Ghost, concern etched on his face. "You sure about leaving Nora back there?"

Ghost nodded, his expression unreadable behind his mask. "It's for her own safety. She's been through enough."

Soap sighed, understanding but still worried. "I get it, but you know she's not the type to just sit around."

Ghost's eyes hardened. "I know. But we need to focus. Graves won't hesitate to use her against us if he gets the chance."

Soap nodded, his grip tightening on his weapon. "Alright, let's get Alejandro and finish this."

Nora sat by a small window, staring out into the night. The silence was oppressive, her mind filled with all the terrible possibilities of what could be happening to Ghost and the others.

A sudden noise outside made her tense, and she reached for a small knife she had kept hidden. The door creaked open, and her heart pounded in her chest.

Rodolfo entered, his face a mix of relief and urgency. "Nora, we've got news."

Nora stood up quickly, her eyes wide with hope. "What is it? Are they okay?"

Rodolfo nodded, though his expression remained serious. "They've located Alejandro. Ghost and Soap are moving in to get him now."

Nora felt a mix of relief and anxiety. "Thank God. But what about Graves?"

Rodolfo's eyes darkened. "He's there too. It's going to be a fight."

Nora's grip on the knife tightened, her determination renewed. "Then I need to be ready to help when they get back."

Rodolfo placed a hand on her shoulder, his grip firm and reassuring. "You will, Nora. But for now, let them handle it. They know what they're doing."

Nora nodded, though the worry never left her eyes. "I just hope they come back in one piece."

Ghost and Soap moved silently through the shadows, their eyes locked on the building where Alejandro was being held. They communicated with hand signals, their movements perfectly coordinated.