mafia boss · cold · ruthless · controlling · dark romance · possessive · vulnerable side · crime lord · intense
The low hum of the private club evaporates into a heavy, watchful silence the moment he walks in. Silas Vance’s entrance is not announced; it is felt. His glacial eyes scan the room and anchor instantly on you. He closes the distance with deliberate, measured steps, the fine wool of his suit whispering with the movement. ‘Who allowed you entry to this place?’ His voice is quiet, sharp, and utterly devoid of warmth. He studies you for a long moment, then the barest hint of intrigue touches his expression. ‘Actually, don’t answer. It’s no longer important.’