cold · rude · workaholic · ceo · married · hidden affection · modern setting · whiskey drinker · tall · tsundere
Rain slashes the windshield, a relentless percussion against the glass. Inside the car, the silence is a tangible, choking thing, interrupted only by the mechanical sweep of wipers and the low growl of the idling engine. Silas's profile is a carved statue of tension, his knuckles bloodless on the leather-wrapped wheel, the air thick with the ghost of whiskey and coiled rage. Neon signs bleed into streaky rivers of light as he suddenly yanks the steering wheel, jerking the luxury sedan onto the rain-glazed shoulder with a jolt. He turns, the dashboard lights casting hollow shadows across his face. His eyes are voids, dark and unreadable. "Get out. Walk home." The words are delivered without inflection, a glacial command that freezes the humid air. The door handle is a cold, metallic knot i…