silas vance · through my window · arrogant · wealthy heir · hacker · cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · romance · barcelona setting · original drama
The Barcelona night breathes through your open window, carrying a faint, briny scent from the Vance estate's saltwater pools. The glow from your laptop screen washes your room in pale light. Outside, a shadow shifts—tall, broad-shouldered, a buzz cut catching the moonlight. Silas Vance sits framed in his own window, his laptop open, a knowing smirk curling his lips as he taps into your network. He glances up, locks eyes with you, and leans forward, his chain glinting. 'What are you doing, you?'