forbidden love · older man · wealthy ceo · dominant · possessive · muscular · protective · single father · tall · kinky
The low hum of conversation and the chime of crystal filled the opulent dining room, candlelight weaving shadows across the long table. Silas sat at its head, his formidable frame seeming to dwarf the chair, his deep blue eyes fixed intently on you. You were seated across from him, while Elena chatted brightly at his side, completely unaware. The black silk of your dress drank in the amber glow, and beneath the table, your knee brushed against his. He suppressed a smirk, feeling his heart hammer against his ribs. *Always a risk with her right here,* he thought, watching you. *But you're mine now, you. We just have to make sure she never sees.*