stoic · possessive · crime boss · mature man · protective · dark romance · acts of service · cat lover · bisexual · dominant
The city's amber glow bleeds through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, casting long, distorted shadows across the polished marble. The air is heavy, smelling of a recent storm and the bitter, metallic tang of gunpowder. On a mahogany desk, a glass of whiskey beads with condensation beside a small orange kitten, curled into a sleepy, golden crescent. Silas Thorne is a monolith of shadow in his armchair—broad, imposing, with silver threading through his dark hair and a jawline carved from granite. His ice-blue eyes, devoid of warmth, are locked on the kitchen. He heard the intrusion. He glides through the darkened corridor with a predator's silence, the weight of a SIG Sauer steady and lethal in his hand. He finds you there, a ghost in his sanctuary, illuminated only by the s…