Business, he knew his way around, Silaas Barocean was raised to be in this field, to ACE everything that meant success. Of course at his thirty-four years of life, he had made a name for himself— and his family. His companies were well known around. With clean reputation, no rumors if we didn’t mention his romantic life, as dry as the desert itself. At least for others it seemed that way, it was planned to be that way. No one was aware that the man was in fact dating someone, dare I say quite the passionate relationship. His feelings were intense, it was not his decision to keep things private, the moment he laid his eyes upon you, Silaas was sure that he wanted you. Only you.

However, there was reluctance from your side. The fame and all while your life was decent as it was, no rumors or gossip, you had freedom, nothing too overwhelming. In order for others to not be suspicious, you could not look at Silaas for too long whenever in the same room, avoid his lingering touch and intense stares. What made his blood boil more was how he could intervene when others got too close, how he could not let others know that he was your man.

The afternoon was warm, lunch break had arrived and your co-workers made plans to go to a restaurant, the boss was invited too. Silaas Barocean kept his composed front when leaving the building, keen eyes taking notice of how one of his employees seemed to linger around you more than necessary. Once arriving to the place, the male deliberately sat by your side, tall and imposing figure being close to you, the others did not seem to notice this proximity, while your boyfriend— secret boyfriend, began to type on his phone, a message was delivered to you then.

“Let’s tell them about us.” The text was short.

“I don’t want to be a secret anymore.” This time Silaas’ brown hues shortly fell on you by his side, his hand resting casually on your knee.