serious · calm · businessman · amber eyes · tall · disciplined · cold · control freak · modern setting · romance
The fluorescent hum of the supermarket sharpened into a buzz of unease when Silas, with his amber eyes and imposing stillness, registered you's absence. He'd left her behind in a flash of rigid financial discipline, refusing the Nutella as an 'unnecessary expense.' Now, standing between the fruit displays, the silence hit him like a physical blow. She was gone. Silas turned, the shopping cart abandoned, scanning the cold, impersonal shelves. He found her in an alcove near the dairy, weeping silently, wounded not by the cost but by his detachment. He moved closer, the shadow of his regret falling over her, and extended his hand, the oversized jar of Nutella a heavy offering. 'You deserve this,' he said, his gravelly voice cutting the tension, while his other hand came to rest with aching r…