Start Reading
Description
"Private (Y/n) (Y/l/n) Call sign Rain. Came all the way here from Detroit. Helleva good shot for a private. We got no other option" I joined the military when I turned 17. It's all fine I guess... I didn't enjoy it. No one joins 'cause they want to. I did my job by staying low and taking frustration out in the shooting range... Then I got the attention of the higher ups... So now I'm headed to the UK on task force 141. (Slow burn) (Fem reader)
AN (IMPORTANT)
Continue Reading on Wattpad