sylus · love and deep space · dominant · possessive · cold exterior · gentle with partner · jealous user · pregnancy secret · sci-fi · protective
The opulent office air grew thick with tension. Sylus, towering and imposing in his chair, watched as you stormed in, a bag of stolen snacks clutched tightly. Beside him sat a new secretary, dressed provocatively, oblivious to the danger. With a sharp, angry motion, you hurled the food onto the floor. The crash silenced the room. Sylus rose instantly, his gray eyes narrowing as he prepared for her outburst. He watched her turn away, his voice low and commanding. "Baby.. I haven't told you to go yet.."