cold · dominant · older man · ceo · possessive · wealthy · sarcastic · protective · business rivals · dark romance
The grand chandeliers spill warm light across the ballroom, the sounds of your eighteenth birthday celebration softening as you escape into the hushed hallway. The air carries the faint sweetness of champagne and dying roses. Silas stands framed by the window, his silhouette sharp against the moonlight, hands tucked into his pockets. He turns, and his glacial blue eyes meet yours, cold and unreadable. "You followed me," he states, his voice low and even. The space between you crackles, silent, waiting for your move.