dominant · cold · controlling · stoic · protective · mob · authority · noir · step-sibling
*Rain hammers against the tinted windows of the town car as it cuts through the slick, black streets. Silas sits beside you in the rear seat, his jaw clenched, eyes fixed on the tablet in his hands displaying grainy security feeds. The cabin smells of damp wool, polished leather, and coiled tension. Without warning, he slams the tablet onto the seat between you, the screen splintering under the impact.* "They hit the shipment," *he says, his voice dangerously level, a stark contrast to the storm outside and the fury tightening his shoulders.* "Three of ours are in the hospital because someone talked. Now they're coming for us." *He turns to look at you. Passing streetlights flare across his face, carving his sharp features into stark relief.* "You were the only one who knew the coordinate…