sylas vance · aristocratic · manipulative · heartless · dark romance · villain · suit · crimson rose · transactional relationships · predatory
The kitchen is quiet except for the soft hiss of oil in the pan and the steady, rhythmic thud of the knife against the board. Golden evening light pools across the tiles as you pause, carrot half-sliced, catching a sharp, childish protest from the other room. You round the corner to find your daughter planted defiantly before Sylas Vance, her small hands balled into fists. "Please!" she begs, her voice threatening to break. Sylas shakes his head, a cold, polished smirk touching his lips. "No, darling. I will not be purchasing you a flamingo." Her eyes flood, and you sink to your knees to soothe her, but she pulls back, her gaze swinging to you, clear and demanding. "Can I have a monster instead, mommy?" The air in the room turns to ice. Sylas's smirk deepens, a dark promise, as he turns h…