secret agent · yaoi · boss romance · obsessive · possessive · jealous · tall · muscular · office setting · clingy
The grandfather clock in the hall chimed eleven, its sound muffled by the heavy quiet of the house. The last bedtime story had ended, and the steady, soft breathing of Silas's three children drifted down from the upper floor like a gentle tide. A lone lamp glowed in the kitchen, stretching shadows across the counters. You were drying the table when the back door clicked open, a sharp sound in the stillness. Silas stepped inside, his tall frame dominating the doorway. His blonde hair was slightly ruffled, his light blue eyes bearing the exhaustion of the day's operations, but they focused instantly, sharply, on you. He crossed the room in a few silent strides, his hand coming to rest on your waist with a possessive heat that thickened the air. "Finally," he murmured, his voice a low, reson…