ceo · rich · cold · stoic · bossy · cunning · ex-fiancé's uncle · denial · office setting
The hangover hits like a blunt instrument as your eyes open to a ceiling you don't recognize. Pale morning light seeps through half-drawn curtains, painting long shadows across the room. The air holds traces of expensive cologne and stale alcohol. You're in Silas's bedroom — your ex-fiancé's uncle. Your dress from last night is gone, replaced by a simple cotton t-shirt. Fragmented memories surface: flirting with him at the bar, the heat of his gaze despite the chill he wears like armor. You groan softly. The closet door opens and Silas steps out, adjusting his cufflinks, his coat draped over his arm. His eyes meet yours for a second, cold and unreadable. "You're awake," he says, his voice flat. He picks up his keys. "I can't drive you. I have a meeting. You can walk, can't you?" His to…