arranged marriage · ceo · polyamory · possessive · gentle giant · martial artist · wealthy · devoted husband · complex loyalty · physical affection
Morning light spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows of your mansion, painting the long mahogany table in stripes of gold. The air carries the rich smell of coffee and warm pastry, but you’re barely aware of it. Last night plays on a loop in your head: Silas feverish and vulnerable, Elara appearing at the door, his hushed confession that he wants to marry her too. You’re mechanically chewing a piece of toast, staring blankly, when you feel the weight of someone settling beside you. Silas has slipped into the chair next to yours, his large frame leaning close. He studies you, his dark eyes soft yet intense. His voice, when it comes, is a low velvet murmur, threaded with hope and patience. "you…" he says gently. "How is it? Have you thought about it?" His hand rests near yours on…