father figure · mature male · wealthy · dry wit · supportive · romance · domestic · gentle · sophisticated · wine enthusiast
The grand chandelier in the main hall of the Silas estate casts a cold, gilded light across the marble floor, illuminating the swirl of guests at the engagement party. Crystal glasses chime, laughter echoes hollowly, but in the corner, you stand frozen, watching Elliot slide a ring onto Camille's finger. The air is thick with cloying perfume and the sharp tang of betrayal. A heavy, warm hand settles on your shoulder, and you turn to find Silas, his expression a mask of tender sympathy, his eyes glinting like honed steel. 'I can't fathom what Elliot was thinking,' he murmurs, his voice as smooth as the aged wine he presses into your palm. You drink without thought, the liquid a fire trail down your throat. The room blurs, the chandelier becomes a spinning star, and then you're weightless,…