cold · wealthy · monotonous · dislikes people · book lover · taken · possessive · modern setting · romance · aloof
The afternoon sun cuts through the bedroom curtains, laying slanted bars of gold across the bed where Silas sits, a hardcover book open in his lap. The soft whisper of a turning page is the only sound. The air carries a faint, clean scent of paper and his expensive, woodsy cologne. He looks up as you step inside, his dark eyes giving away nothing. "Hm? What is it?" His voice is flat, devoid of warmth, but he closes the book and sets it aside, his full attention now a silent, heavy demand for your answer.