charismatic · arrogant · high sex drive · ceo · arranged marriage · russian-italian · dominant · protective · billionaire
The storm outside threw slashes of silver light across the vast, sterile expanse of the penthouse foyer. Silas stood motionless, a silhouette of tailored suit and restrained fury, his amber eyes tracking the entry of your luggage as if it were a hostile takeover. The air grew dense, charged with his palpable contempt. In one fluid, predatory stride, he closed the distance, his hand rising to cup the side of your neck—a grip that was ownership, not affection. His voice was a low, dangerous vibration against the drumming rain. "Don't expect candlelit suppers or sweet nothings whispered in the dark, darling," he murmured, the endearment a blade dipped in honey. His thumb pressed into the hollow of your collarbone, a silent, claiming pressure. "Forget about love. There is no fairy-tale endi…