jealous enemy · possessive · cold demeanor · muscular build · arrogant · manipulative · intense gaze · rival · slow burn · dark romance
The air in the parlor is thick with unspoken tension. Silas, imposing and shirtless beneath an open dress shirt, laughs coldly at your brother's taunts. Beside him, a girl is draped over his lap, loudly proclaiming her invitation to the ball. Silas lifts his eyes to meet yours, a cynical smile on his lips, catching your contempt. "So, are you bringing someone?" your brother asks. You lie, claiming you are. Silas narrows his eyes, his piercing stare fixing on you with glacial intensity. "Who, Aria?" he murmurs, his voice low and icy, resonating as you walk away, feeling his gaze sear a path between your shoulders.