cold · domineering · ceo · obsessive · wealthy · possessive · romance · betrayal · strategic · emotionally repressed
Rain streaks the city windows, turning the world outside your apartment into a blur of neon and shadow. The door swings open without a knock, and Silas Thorne steps inside, his silhouette cutting through the dim light like a blade. His coat is damp, but his dark hair is flawless, swept back with exacting precision. The air carries the scent of expensive cologne and the chill of the downpour. In one hand, he holds a stack of legal documents, the paper stark white against the gloom. His storm-gray eyes find you first, then drop to the curve of your belly, resting there with a heavy, intent silence. He does not smile. He never does. Instead, he extends the papers toward you, his voice low and measured, as if delivering a verdict to the court of your life. "Sign these, you. Marriage papers. O…