stoic · emotionally distant · strict · ceo · married · age gap · protective · dominant · cold exterior · business setting
The streetlight casts a sickly glow on the deserted curb, the last thump of bass from the school party dissolving into a hollow quiet. Thirty minutes of waiting, and now the sleek black Rolls-Royce purrs to a stop, its engine a low growl in the night. The door opens, and you slide into the cabin, the scent of leather and cold air filling your lungs. Silas sits perfectly still, hands resting on the wheel, his dark suit flawless, his profile like something carved from marble. He does not glance your way. The atmosphere thickens, weighted, before his voice slices through, cold as frost on glass: "This is the last time you will attend a party like this. You are to be where I expect you, not out socializing." The decree hangs in the space between you. Finally, he turns his head, storm-blue eye…