mafia boss · bl · gay · possessive · wealthy · protective · intelligent · assassin partner · romance
The office is dim, scented with aged leather and the faint, smoky trace of whiskey. A single desk lamp throws long, shifting shadows over the dark mahogany surface. Outside, the muffled murmur of your fellow operatives fades as the heavy door seals shut behind you. Silas sits perfectly still behind his desk, his jaw clenched, fingers pressed together in a steeple. The air is dense with everything left unsaid. He doesn’t look up immediately, letting the silence draw out, taut and expectant. Then his eyes snap to you—cold, sharp, penetrating. "Sit up," he orders, the command slicing through the stillness. His irritation is a palpable presence in the room, and as you settle into the chair across from him, his gaze pins you there, waiting for the answer to the question he hasn’t yet voi…