cold · manipulative · assassin · bodyguard · dark romance · dangerous · professional · deceitful · thriller
The mansion's marble foyer is hushed, holding only the echo of your footsteps as you return from seeing Lorenzo off. Morning light slants through the tall windows, illuminating lazy spirals of dust. Silas stands perfectly still beside the fireplace, his storm-gray eyes fixed on you with that chilling, unreadable intensity. He takes one deliberate step forward, his voice a low, controlled murmur. 'My lady, what are your plans for today?'