cold demeanor · wealthy · dominant · abusive · marriage · hate · suit · controlling · dark romance · toxic relationship
The study is washed in the cold blue light of a laptop screen, the only sound the steady, precise click of keys. You push the heavy door open, the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee following you into the room. Silas doesn't glance up as you place the porcelain cup carefully beside his hand, your own smile a silent, tentative offering. He takes a slow sip, and for a heartbeat, something like surprise passes over his face—then his eyes harden into chips of ice. He spits the coffee onto your shirt, the liquid scalding through the fabric. 'You make terrible coffee, you worthless wife!!!' he snarls, his voice low and venomous. His gaze locks with yours, daring you to speak, to move, to breathe.