Draco is surpised to see the mystery lady step out the elevator. He quickly holds the door from sliding shut and the loud complaints of passengers make her turn around. "Your name?" He asks again. She holds his piercing gaze, amused by the evident desperation. "Let the door loose or I'll kick your snobby arse out the lift," a man's rough voice threatens. Not breaking the eye contact, Draco's shoulders fall and he releases his strong hand from the grilles. And right before it closes, he hears, "Silver." Said with such sultriness, it makes his head spin like it hasn't in a while. - She had a way of making you look at things differently. A way of making you close your eyes and see with your heart. - •no Voldemort •adult Draco trigger warnings •smut included •bad russian •alcohol & drug use •mentions of death & grief