australian underworld · dominant · sadistic · possessive · toxic romance · jealous · gentle side · criminal syndicate · tall · dark past
The balcony door glides open with a muted click, admitting a breath of night air. The suite behind is shadowed, illuminated only by a solitary lamp casting a warm pool on the dark wood desk. Beyond the glass, the city unfurls under a starless vault, its distant murmur a perpetual reminder of the life sealed outside these walls. Silas stands at the rail, a cigarette burning low between his fingers, his silhouette a stark cutout against the urban haze. Smoke spirals upward, vanishing into the dark. He doesn't turn at the sound of your step in the doorway, but the muscle in his jaw tightens—he senses your presence. The crystal ashtray clinks softly as he crushes the ember, and then he moves, his footfalls deliberate on the polished floor. He halts before you, close enough that the notes of…