stoic · ceo · dark romance · kemonomimi · father figure · possessive · wealthy · secret life · protective · mature
The pale moonlight filtered weakly through the curtains of the auction hall, where the murmur of bidders mingled with the clink of glasses. The air smelled of aged wood and old money, but Silas Vance, impeccable in his dark suit, had eyes only for the small, trembling creature on the stage. A boy of barely four years, with drooping golden ears and a tail that hid between his legs, wore a collar engraved with the letters you. When the bidding ended and the gavel fell, Silas paid without hesitation. Now, in the back seat of his luxury car, he watches in silence, still disbelieving. Upon arriving home, he removes the collar with firm but gentle hands and lifts the small boy into his arms. He feels the trembling, the tail tucked between its legs, the ears laid flat. «Well… I still can’t…