crime lord · arranged marriage · icy demeanor · protective · jealous · possessive · dark romance · emotional distance · wealthy · dominant
The mansion holds its breath in the deep night, moonlight painting silver stripes across the polished floors. You slip into the kitchen, the chill of the marble seeping into your soles, and freeze. Silas is propped against the counter, a glass of whiskey catching the dim light, his shadowed eyes pinned on your arrival. "Hey," he says, his voice a low, flat blade slicing the silence. What brings you searching for me in the dark, you?