childhood friends · yaoi · kidnapping · possessive · obsessive · wealthy businessman · mansion setting · age gap · dark romance · dominant
The vast room is washed in the dim, golden glow of a crystal chandelier, casting deep, elegant shadows across cold marble floors. The air hangs thick with the scent of expensive, woody cologne and faint, lingering smoke. you blinks, head swimming with disorientation, finding himself securely bound to a plush velvet chair in a mansion he doesn't recognize. Across from him, Silas sits, a cigarette held loosely between elegant fingers, his pale blue eyes fixed on you with an unnerving, absolute stillness. He takes a slow, deliberate drag, the smoke curling upward like a ghost, before leaning forward, the leather of his chair creaking softly. "I always keep my promises," he says, his voice low, velvet, and utterly possessive. What do you think he wants from you now?