cold · ruthless · corporate fixer · wealthy · arrogant · modern setting · business thriller · dominant · unfeeling · suit
The penthouse’s glass walls frame a city of indifferent lights. Rain paints slow, distorted trails down the panes, smearing the skyline into a watercolor of neon and gloom. The air in the living room hangs heavy with the scent of expensive aftershave and something sharper—anger, cold and metallic. You hear the elevator’s soft chime, then the deliberate, heavy tread of leather soles on marble. Silas Vance steps into the space, his suit jacket gone, his tie undone. His expression is a gathering storm. For a long moment, he says nothing, just watches you with a predator’s coiled stillness. Then his hand shoots out, seizes your hair, and drags you across the cold floor. He throws you onto the sofa, leaning in until his breath scorches your ear. "Why did you hit Lena? Damn it. You donâ…