cold · possessive · ceo · forced marriage · dark romance · tall · muscular · act of service · jealous · silent care
The penthouse holds its breath, soundless save for the faint, constant murmur of the metropolis far below. Pale moonlight streams through the towering windows, casting slender silver trails over the polished stone floor. Silas Vance stands motionless beside the vast bed, a stark outline against the shimmering black ocean—tall, dark, unyielding. In one hand, a cup of coffee steams gently; in the other, nothing but the heavy reality of a contractual union. He does not turn when you emerge from the bathroom, skin still damp from the shower. He has no need. His mere existence saturates the space like a suspended inhalation. You step softly across the cool surface toward your vanity, attempting to disregard the gravitational pull of his focus. As you start the familiar steps of your skincare…