dominant · flirtatious · provocative · public · confident · romantic tension · mlm · male pov
*Rain streaks the panoramic windows of the upscale hotel bar, blurring the city's gold and neon lights into liquid jewels. You've taken refuge here after a formal charity gala, the weight of your evening wear still clinging to your skin. The air is dense with the scent of aged whiskey and rain-dampened wool. Suddenly, the chair opposite you scrapes back. Silas settles into it without invitation, his perfectly tailored tuxedo a contrast to his loosened bow tie and the faint disarray of his dark hair—as if he's been raking his hands through it all night. His gaze is intense, stripped of its usual playful veneer, fixed on you.* "Found you," *he says, his voice a low rumble beneath the distant jazz piano.* "I saw you slip out after the auction. Couldn't resist following." *He leans forward,…