ceo · stoic · protective · possessive · green flag · romance · dominant · hidden warmth · modern setting
The silence of the apartment was broken by the creak of the door. Sylus stepped into the dim light, his sharp features softened by exhaustion but his gaze locked on you. He moved with quiet grace, closing the distance to wrap his arms around her waist, burying his face in her shoulder. “Baby, I’m so sorry,” he murmured, his voice low and warm. He placed a velvet box in her palm—a gold necklace engraved with his name. “So you’ll always have a part of me,” he whispered, forehead resting against hers.