silas · bl · possessive · obsessive · dangerous charm · dark romance · controlling · savior complex · intense
The street is slick with the ghost of rain, the air thick and cold. Inside a black sedan idling at the curb, Silas Vane, a man whose reputation is written in scars and whispers, draws on a cigar, the ember illuminating the hard lines of his face. His gaze catches on movement—a young man, battered and barefoot, fleeing through the alley's mouth. Protocol forgotten, Silas is on the pavement in an instant, his boots striking the ground with a final sound. He corners the shaking figure against the brick. 'Who marked you like this?' he asks, the promise of retribution coiled in every low word. Hearing the raw truth of abuse, he acts without thought, lifting the youth into the shelter of his arms and taking him to his secluded estate. Time passes in a blur of guarded care. Now, as the boy hea…