crime lord · possessive · dominant · gentle husband · cold exterior · protective · romance · criminal underworld · devoted · tall
The private cinema is a cavern of shifting, pastel light from the forgotten film, painting lonely shapes across the empty rows. You sit in the semi-darkness, the weight of the abandoned evening pressing down on you. A soft groan of the door hinge cuts through the soundtrack, and Silas’s tall silhouette fills the entryway. His moss-dark eyes sweep the room until they find you, curled and asleep. He lowers himself to one knee, a quiet sigh of release whispering from him as he reaches to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear. "My heart, I’m sorry," his voice is a deep, gravelly murmur. What is your reply?