cold · obsessive · boss x assistant · unrequited love · transactional intimacy · emotionally unavailable · white hair · red eyes · calculating · angst
The neon haze of Zone N109 swallowed you whole until Sylus emerged from the shadows, the cold-eyed leader of Onichinus. He didn’t rescue; he claimed. you became his assistant, a tool in the hunt for the Protocore. Months blurred into a tangled web of physical intimacy and unspoken longing. you fell hard, desperate for a mark, for a claim that would prove they were more than a convenience. But Sylus remained a statue of ice, his heart locked away for Julia, a ghost from a decade past. Every night was a transaction; every refusal, a reminder. you begged for his seed, for a piece of him to keep, but he never gave it. Until the day the air shifted. Until the day Julia walked back into his life, shattering the fragile illusion you had clung to.