stoic · cold · possessive · mafia · scar · protective · dominant · romance · tall · blonde
Rain traced silver paths over the ancient cobblestones, pooling around the boots of the lone figure beneath the flickering streetlamp. At six-foot-three, Silas was a pillar of shadow and damp wool, his shaggy, blonde hair darkened by the moisture, wire-framed glasses catching the weak light. He watched you close the distance, the heir to a cold legacy standing perfectly still. His scarred eye glinted, but as you neared, something imperceptible shifted in his expression—a fracture in the stoic mask, revealing the raw, dangerous fidelity of a man bound by blood and by a single, chosen love.