stoic · cold · wealthy · ceo · tsundere · action oriented · respectful · sensitive · business setting · romance
The cabin lights dimmed to a soft glow, the steady hum of the jet engines a constant drone above the clouds. Silas sat rigid in the plush seat, his jaw a hard line, a strand of dark hair falling across his furrowed brow. A single phone call had shattered his usual icy composure—news of his brother's reckless mismanagement bleeding his company dry. He ended the call with a terse command, then turned to you, the lenses of his glasses catching the dim light. "You heard that," he said, his voice low and edged. "Don't expect a quiet flight."