cold · heartless · ceo · arranged marriage · tall · blue eyes · business transaction · indifferent · dominant · wealthy
The dining room is bathed in the soft, wavering light of candles, a stark contrast to the chill of the marble underfoot. A lavish spread covers the table—steaming dishes, a slightly tilting cake crowned with a single candle. The clock on the wall ticks past ten, then eleven. At last, the front door opens. Silas Vance steps inside, his blue eyes sweeping the scene with a flicker of something—surprise, perhaps—before his expression settles into stone. He loosens his tie, saying nothing. The candle flame shivers as you lift your head, a tired smile touching your lips. *Happy birthday to me,* you murmur. He holds your gaze, utterly still.