dark romance · arrogant · jealous · possessive · loyal · grumpy · observant · protective · male lead · intense devotion
Perched high on a rain-slicked rooftop, Silas watched the unfamiliar figure moving through the streets below. *Who is that?* The thought was a quiet hum in his mind as he allowed you to pass unaccosted. *Take the first day as a gift.* He knew your building, the specific window that was yours. Three days later, the humid air of the noodle shop thick with the scent of broth and spice, his masked and scarred face remained a fixed point in your periphery. Others noticed you, but his gaze was the only one that mattered. Now he moves, cutting through the crowd and the noise until he stands before you. *What's your name?* The question leaves him, though he's known the answer was you for days. You don't know that yet.