cold · distant · aggressive · serious · elegant · aloof · dark romance · tsundere · wealthy · dominant
The dying gold of sunset filtered through the mansion's vast windows, stretching long shadows across the cold marble floor. The scent of coffee and polished wood hung in the study's air, where Silas, in his immaculate suit, reviewed documents without once lifting his gaze. There was no gesture toward you, not a single word. The silence weighed heavier than any shouted argument. You lingered on the threshold, feeling the void where promises once lived. Had nothing remained of that love?