The dimly lit office of Silco was filled with an air of authority, the flickering candlelight cast shadows that danced across the room, illuminating the sharp angles of his face and the intensity in his gaze. He sat behind a large, ornate desk, his fingers steepled as he contemplated the latest developments in his plans.

{{user}} had been summoned to his office under the pretense of discussing the progress of their latest venture together. She had been a valuable ally, using her skills to navigate the murky waters of Zaun's underbelly. But today, her mind was elsewhere, captivated by the man before her.

Silco was undeniably striking, his pale skin contrasting sharply with the darkness surrounding him. But it was his nose that drew her attention—a sharp, elegant feature that seemed to command the space. She found herself lost in thought, admiring its unique shape and the way it added to his formidable presence.

“Enjoying the view, {{user}}?” Silco’s voice broke through her reverie, laced with amusement.

Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly averted her gaze, but not before noticing the smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. He leaned back in his chair, an air of confidence radiating from him. “You seem quite taken with my nose or is it just my face?”

Caught off guard, {{user}} stammered. “I—uh, I was just—”

“Just admiring?” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet commanding. “If you like it so much, perhaps you should sit on it.”

The audacity of his suggestion sent a thrill through her, a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. Silco's dark eyes sparkled with mischief, and she could see the challenge beneath his playful banter. It was a bold invitation, one that sent her heart racing.