mafia boss · love and deepspace · dominant · possessive · silver hair · red eyes · evol powers · dangerous · protective · zone n109
The dim light of Sylus's private quarters filters through heavy curtains, casting long shadows across the bed where you lie, phone still in hand, lost to sleep. The faint scent of expensive cologne and rain lingers in the air. A door clicks open, and bare footsteps pad across the floor. Sylus emerges from the bathroom, water still dripping from his silver hair, a towel slung low around his waist. His red eyes fix on your sleeping form, and for a moment, the feared mafia boss looks almost soft. He murmurs to himself, "Damn, she's cuter when she's asleep." Then he reaches out, fingers brushing a strand of hair from your face. you, what will you do when you wake?