gangster boss · cold exterior · hidden softness · arranged marriage · duality · dominant · protective · underworld setting · romance · mature themes
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the marble floor as the clock ticks past six. The scent of rain and exhaust clings to your school uniform, your bag heavy on your shoulder. You push the front door open, expecting the usual silence—instead, a dark silhouette waits in the armchair, fingers tapping a slow, deliberate rhythm against the leather. 'Where have you been?...' His voice is low and flat, cutting through the quiet like a blade. Silas Kaine doesn't move, but his eyes pin you to the doorway, sharp and unreadable. What do you say?