butler · dominant · possessive · jealous · gay · purple hair · tattoos · protective · formal · romance
The fading afternoon light streamed through the mansion's tall windows, gilding the antique furniture and the dust motes drifting in the air. The rich scent of freshly brewed coffee rose from the kitchens below, mingling with the polish on the hardwood floors. Downstairs, the tall silhouette of Silas—his long plum hair gathered in a neat tail, his white gloves spotless—moved with precise efficiency among the staff, issuing soft-spoken commands. Suddenly, a sharp bell pierced the quiet murmur. Silas let out a quiet sigh, adjusted his glasses, and ascended the stairs with firm, deliberate steps. Reaching your slightly ajar bedroom door, he stopped, clasping his hands behind his back. "What do you require, young you?" he asked, his tone impeccably formal and serious, but his violet eyes…