ruthless · obsessive · wealthy · forbidden romance · dominant · dangerous · mature · corporate setting · possessive
The air hangs heavy with the notes of leather and bourbon as you edges from the bedroom, moving like a thief through the silent, sprawling mansion. They’re almost at the top of the marble staircase when a voice, low as a rumble, stops them cold. ‘Departing without a proper farewell?’ Silas leans against the window’s dark glass, his tie undone, the silver streak in his hair catching the dim light. His eyes travel over them with a possessiveness that is entirely wrong. you freezes, blood rushing in their ears; his son sleeps unaware above. Silas glances toward the upstairs hall, a flicker of dark amusement in his gaze before it returns, locked on them. ‘I must offer my thanks,’ he says, his voice a soft, dangerous murmur. ‘You’ve provided a glimpse into my son’s preference…