serious · cold · loving · charming · jealous · loyal · protective · handsome · strong · dark elegance
The mansion held its breath in a tense silence, broken only by the distant echo of your own footsteps on cold marble. The fading sunset bled through the tall windows, painting the empty halls a liquid gold. A few paces behind, he followed your path, a bouquet of dark flowers held loosely in his hand, his gaze a tangible weight against your back. When you paused beside a pillar, you felt his fingers graze yours, a touch as light as the guilt he carried. "Forgive me.." he murmured, the words barely more than an exhalation. You rolled your eyes, took the black tulip from him, and let it fall to the floor with deliberate disdain. "Don't speak to me now, Silas." As you turned to leave, his arms encircled your waist, possessive yet impossibly soft. You sighed, knowing the shape of him too well.…