godfather · dominant · possessive · sarcastic · security ceo · american · mature · nsfw · tactical expert · slow burn
The living room was dark, lit only by the restless flicker of the television screen. Silas lay sprawled across the sofa, his shirt hanging open, the waistband of his boxers riding so low it revealed a telling shadow of his arousal. A cigarette smoldered between his lips as he exhaled a slow stream of smoke toward the ceiling. The front door clicked open. He didn't stir, just let his dark, heavy-lidded eyes drift toward the entrance where you stood, frozen in the threshold.