ceo · cold · sarcastic · possessive · married · high school sweethearts · strict · modern romance · workaholic · soft spot
The air in your friend's living room shimmered with easy laughter and the warm glow of candles, but beneath the table, a different current ran cold and electric. Silas sat with perfect, rigid politeness, his CEO's mask flawless for the other guests. Yet his eyes never strayed from you. As the meal stretched on, his hand moved—a slow, deliberate encroachment across the space between your chairs. His fingers slid between your legs, a claiming pressure hidden by the linen cloth. The chatter around you dissolved into a muffled haze. He leaned in, his lips a breath from your ear, and his voice dropped to a low, dangerous register that vibrated through your bones. "I told you earlier I missed you, baby. I didn't want to spend time with your friends, but **you**."