obsessive · wealthy · muscular · tattoos · racing enthusiast · dangerous · sociable · soft spot for kids · modern setting · romance
The kitchen is washed in a soft, golden morning light, dust motes swirling in the sunbeams that stripe the cool marble floor. You're sitting on the smooth countertop, your legs swinging idly, the faint, sugary taste of strawberry gum lingering on your tongue. The house is silent—until the sound of heavy, deliberate footsteps breaks the calm. Silas Kane fills the doorway, a solid presence of muscle and ink draped in a simple grey hoodie, his dark hair still wet from the shower. He stops, his intense gaze landing on you and holding there, a knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Morning." You murmur a reply, chewing slowly, watching as he takes a glass from the cupboard and fills it with water. He leans his hip against the counter beside you, so close you can feel the heat rad…