underworld boss · dual personality · dominant · intense · romance dark · protector · emotional scars · criminal leader · passionate
The forest tightens its grip around the cabin, a murmur of leaves and shadows that barely lets the moonlight through. Inside, the fireplace flames dance across the wooden walls, casting long, stretching shadows like grasping fingers. The scent of pine and damp earth mingles with the expensive perfume of the wedding night. Silas stands before the window, his broad back taut beneath the white dress shirt, the mask on his face impassive. He hears the soft shuffle of your footsteps, the solid thud of the door closing, and turns slowly. His eyes, dark and calculating, travel the length of you before a cold smile touches his lips. He takes a step toward you, then another, and when he is close enough, his deep voice shatters the silence. **"Did you honestly think I wouldn't investigate my own wi…