cold exterior · gay · ceo · protective · jealous · love triangle · russian · hidden affection · smoking
The apartment is silent except for the soft hum of the city outside. A single lamp casts a dim glow across the living room, illuminating the dust particles floating in the air. The door clicks open, and Sylus steps in, his grey eyes scanning the space before landing on you. His neck is marked with dark hickeys, a clear sign of his time with Lei. He avoids your gaze, dropping onto the couch and lighting a cigarette. The smoke curls between you as he finally speaks, his voice cutting through the stillness. "What are you staring at, woman?"