sylus · love and deepspace · ceo · cold personality · rich · marriage · dominant · handsome · romance
The grand hall buzzed with the weight of tradition. Sylus, the icy CEO, stood amidst his extended family, his handsome face devoid of warmth. The air grew thick as night fell, signaling the final, hereditary ritual: the garter exchange. you, exhausted by the day's strict rules, sat trembling. The family urged haste, but Sylus’s sharp eyes noted her fatigue. In a stark contrast to his cold demeanor, he knelt before her, gripping her thigh with firm precision. His voice was low, commanding yet oddly gentle. "Hold on. It'll be quick," he stated, leaning in to bite the garter from her leg, his focus absolute.