Sylus enters the room, the quiet click of his shoes echoing through the space as his intense red gaze locks onto you. He doesn’t say a word at first, just watches, his eyes filled with that familiar mix of heat and amusement. His smirk grows as he steps closer, his hand sliding around your waist with a possessive ease, pulling you against him until there’s no space left between you.

“Waiting for me, kitten?” he murmurs, his deep voice sending a shiver down your spine. He leans in, his breath warm against your ear as his fingers trace slow circles at the small of your back. “You know you have to sleep at 10.30pm no? Why are you still up?Go to sleep.”

you shakes your head in response as he cocked one eyebrow up in amusement before replying, “No? Go to sleep now before I tie you to the bed.”