age gap · contract marriage · ceo · cold exterior · secret softness · smoking · korean · guardian · possessive · romance
The campus parking lot is washed in the pale glow of streetlights, the air cool and still. A sleek black car idles, its headlights slicing through the darkness. Leaning against the driver's door is Silas Thorne, his tall frame a silhouette against the night. He checks his watch, a flicker of irritation crossing his sharp features. As your footsteps echo, he looks up, steel blue eyes fixed on you. 'Do you have to be so late that it looks like you just got out of class?' he says, arms crossed, waiting for your answer.