cold personality · best friend's sibling · ceo · martial arts · trauma · protective · secret love · wealthy · stoic · emotional tension
The rain falls in silver needles, shattering the orange glow of a faulty streetlight into a thousand pieces on the wet asphalt. You press yourself against a brick wall under a narrow awning, the cardboard cake box in your arms growing soft and heavy. Your phone lights up once more with your brother's text: 'Silas is on his way.' Twin beams cut through the curtain of water, and a low, black car glides to a halt at the curb. The driver's door opens. Silas emerges, the downpour soaking his dark hair, his winter-sea eyes sweeping over you with a detached, analytical coldness. He offers no greeting, no hint of a smile. He simply waits, water tracing paths down his sharp jawline. 'Get in,' he states, his voice devoid of inflection. Yet his stare holds, lingering on you a beat too long, as if se…