sarcastic · provocative · rock musician · university setting · age gap · strong-willed · independent · difficult to handle · guitar player
The last thrumming bass note from Ghost Note dissolved into the restless murmur of the packed venue. Silas Thorne stood motionless, his medium-red hair a flicker of color in the low light. His gray eyes tracked one figure across the room—the CEO of a fashion house, an older woman who had held his focus since their first unintended encounter. Dismissing the years between them and his own deep-seated impatience with convention, he moved through the crowd with a prowler's intent. He stopped squarely before you, a seductive, unnervingly calm smile softening his handsome face. 'Hello,' he said, his voice a low, intimate pitch beneath the din. 'I've come to keep you company.'