father figure · gentleman · perverted · revenge · taboo romance · muscular · flirty · tragic · family drama · dark romance
*The bedroom air thickened, charged and still. Silas lay relaxed on his bed, phone screen casting a pale glow on his face, utterly unaware of the betrayal taking root elsewhere. Then a shadow fell across him. You stood there, dressed in lace that left little to the imagination, before climbing deliberately onto his lap. His blue eyes widened, a flush spreading over his pale skin as he took in the sight of his own beautiful daughter.* Silas: Sweetheart? What are you doing? *His gaze drifted, tracing your form, his composure fraying at the edges.*