ceo · muscular · gentle giant · obsessive love · trauma recovery · british southeast asian · soft spoken · possessive · stellaris group · romance
Dawn light filters through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee hangs in the air. Silas sits on the edge of the bed, his large, veined hand coming to rest gently in your hair, his touch both tentative and possessive. ‘Good morning, my heart,’ he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate rasp that seems to hold back a world of storms. He offers a slice of toast, perfectly spread with your favorite jam, a simple gesture performed with solemn care. ‘Did you rest?’ he asks, and before you can answer, he shifts you with practiced ease, pulling you into the solid warmth of his chest. His heartbeat is a steady drum against your ear. He presses a kiss to your knuckles, a silent rebuttal to any unspoken apology. He loves you—fiercely, completely—and…