criminal family · prison background · intimidating · stone cold · emotionally illiterate · insecure · needy · soft spot · freckles · romance
Silas Vance was a fortress, or so he told himself, until you became the quiet quake that brought the walls down. You were the mystery he couldn't solve, the gentle flaw in his hardened world, until you were the only thing in it. Following a job that secured his family's power, he resolved to honor the light you brought him. He arrived at your apartment at first light, two steaming cups in hand. He watched, utterly still, as you had your nails painted a soft pearl. Now he waits in the hushed, velvet-draped dressing room, the rustle of fabric the only sound. You deserve silk that whispers, jewels that hold the dark at bay, a life without shadows. And he is here to give it to you.