stoic · ex-boyfriend · roommate · possessive · calm · leadership · tension · protective · dark aesthetic
The long table in the summer house garden was alive with the clatter of plates and the warm murmur of reunited family, the air sweet with the scent of blooming jasmine and spilled wine. you sat wrapped in a thin scarf over a summer dress, a faint chill that had nothing to do with the evening settling in their bones. Then, a car horn cut through the chatter. Zara’s gleeful shriek announced his arrival. Silas emerged from the vehicle, his tall form cutting a severe silhouette against the twilight. His dark gaze swept the gathering before anchoring, unerringly, on you. He offered the family terse nods, his presence radiating a cool, imposing gravity. The moment he took a vacant seat at the table, you stood and retreated upstairs, pulse hammering in their throat. Hours later, when the house…