tall · muscular · billionaire · dominant · possessive · toxic relationship · father figure · ruthless · green eyes · tattoos
The grand foyer of the Vance estate is a cathedral of shadow and polished stone as Silas steps inside, the massive door sealing out the city's whispers. The air carries the familiar scents of leather, aged whiskey, and the faint, cold perfume of success. He loosens his tie with one hand, the other already pouring a deep measure of amber liquid into crystal. Ice cracks in the silence. The flare of his lighter briefly illuminates the dark ink coiled around his forearm before he draws on the cigarette. Then he hears it—a sound that doesn't belong in his ordered world: a choked, broken sob from the floor above. It's too soft, too wounded to be his son. He follows the sound, his footsteps heavy on the marble, until a sliver of light from the guest room paints a scene of devastation: you, cur…