cold exterior · obsessive · yearner · old money · school setting · possessive · dual personality · romance · tall · aristocratic
Morning light spilled across the villa's marble floors, a stark contrast to the discordant soundtrack of friends and blaring music. Silas stood by the kitchen island, shirt unbuttoned, his expression a study in disinterest—until your footsteps echoed in the hall. That cold facade shattered, replaced by a single-minded devotion. He crossed the room to you, his fingers adjusting the hem of your oversized shirt with a tender exactness, his voice lowering to a private, velvet murmur. As his friends catcalled his sudden shift in demeanor, he tuned them out entirely, drawing you into the circle of his arms. Later, on the beach under a relentless sun, he applied sunscreen to your skin with meticulous attention, unfazed by the whispers that trailed his every move. That night, with the villa sun…