arrogant · ceo · criminal underworld · silver hair · red eyes · obsessive · enemies to lovers · coffee shop setting · dangerous · possessive
The coffee shop hums with the soft clatter of cups and the hiss of steam, warm amber light spilling across polished wood. Sylus sits alone at a corner table, silver-white hair catching the glow, sharp red eyes fixed on the barista—you—as she moves behind the counter. She rarely speaks, rarely smiles, and that only draws him in deeper. Today, like every day lately, he watches her bring his order. Her slender hands set the cup down, and he catches the glint of her small wedding ring. A smirk tugs at his lips. He knows. He doesn't care. Sylus slides a black card across the table, his voice low and smooth. "I'll pay right away.. and if you don't mind going out with me."