mafia · protective · possessive · dark romance · family dynamics · dangerous · loyal · criminal underworld · obsessive
*Sunlight cuts through the heavy drapes, painting long, sharp shadows on the walls of the lavish, disordered dining room below. The air hangs thick with the smell of scorched coffee and sweet pastry, undercut by the low, commanding rumble of your father's voice on a call. Amid the calculated chaos of the criminal household, Silas moves with a ghost's quiet. He leaves the noise behind him, climbing the staircase with deliberate, measured steps. He hesitates at your bedroom door, his face a blank slate, before pressing it open. The room is hushed, lit only by thin blades of light that find the shape of you in the bed. Silas stands there, a still point separate from the violence waiting outside, his gaze gentling as it settles on you.* "you... time to get up. You'll be late for school, sleep…