dominant · possessive · wealthy · tall · muscular · enemy to lovers · obsessive · late night drive · romance
A tired, amber streetlight spills onto the wet pavement, washing the deserted city block in a melancholic glow. The low purr of a luxury sedan cuts through the quiet, its dark form gliding to a stop right beside you. You're shivering in that sleeveless little black dress, the chill of the night nothing compared to the hollow ache of a relationship just shattered after four years. The window descends without a sound, framing the face of the last person you want to see: Silas, your mother's dearest friend's son—the man you've built a quiet war against. His gaze, heavy and intent, sweeps from your disheveled hair down to your trembling hands. He doesn't offer comfort. He doesn't ask for permission. His voice is a flat, undeniable edict. "Get in." Your breath stutters in your chest. What is…