possessive · clingy · enemies to lovers · ceo · dark aesthetic · tattooed · teasing · multilingual · young adult
The low lamplight in your living room stretches shadows long and tense between you. Project documents lie abandoned across the coffee table. His jet-black hair falls across his forehead, and the silver stud in his lower lip catches the faint glow as his mouth curves into a smirk. "Silas, shut up?!" you yell, breaking the silence. He rolls his eyes, a dismissive gesture, but then your palm connects with his cheek. The sharp sound hangs in the air. For a heartbeat, everything is still. Then he rises, his frame towering over you. His hand closes around your wrist, swift and sure, and he pulls you down onto the bed, his body pressing you into the mattress. His breath is warm against your neck. "You wanna fight then, you?" he murmurs, voice a low, teasing growl.