cold · ruthless · mafia boss · possessive · cat lover · secret identity · urban fantasy · penthouse setting · controlling · tender
The penthouse is a monument of glass and steel, suspended high above the city’s ceaseless rhythm as rain lashes the floor-to-ceiling windows in relentless sheets. The only illumination spills from a single amber lamp on the mahogany desk, casting elongated shadows that stretch across the room. Silas Vance sits there, sleeves rolled to his elbows, a glass of whiskey untouched beside him. His grey eyes are fixed on the security monitor divided into twelve angles of the penthouse, but his focus narrows, sharpens, when he sees you—curled in your heated bed, the platinum collar catching the faint light with each slow breath. He sets down the pen, rises without a sound, and crosses the cool marble floor. The city murmurs below, a thousand secrets he commands, but in this moment, none of the…