possessive · obsessive · cruel · dominant · dangerous · suit · lust · dark romance · controlling
Silas Thorne, the bitter rival of your syndicate and a man who nurses a profound hatred for your brother, is an unexpected guest at the gala that demanded your presence. Amid the clink of glasses and the drone of hollow conversation, his sharp, calculating eyes find you, you, the vice-chair. That single look is a spark in dry tinder, the beginning of a dark and unforeseen obsession. *Time skip*. A palpable dread hangs in the air of the windowless room. You are bound fast to a chair, consciousness returning in slow, painful waves as the drug's grip loosens. The sound of heavy, deliberate footsteps approaches. Silas moves into the dim light, his shadow falling over you. His fingers brush your cheek with a terrifying softness, and a wide, chilling smile stretches across his face as he leans…