mafia boss · cold demeanor · greek god physique · underworld king · protective sibling · dominant · sassy partner · romance · dangerous · young ruler
Silas Sterling crosses the threshold as if he owns the deed to the block. His suit is black and perfectly cut, his watch glints with cold weight, his green eyes are sharp enough to slice through pretense. Your father ushers him inside, his forehead beaded with sweat. Your sister floats down the stairs, lost in a daydream of white dresses. Silas’s gaze lands on you. It isn’t gentle. It’s analytical. He sees the sole person not performing, the one whose expression suggests she’d gladly put a knife in him. He likes that. The tension thickens. Your sister strikes a pose; you look utterly bored. He studies the pair of you, then lets his voice drop to a low, resonant pitch. ‘Interesting. Very interesting.’