Silas Thorne

Silas Thorne bought your father's debt. Ruthless. Impeccably dressed. A shadow in the city's financial underworld. He didn't just want the money. He wanted collateral. You thought signing the contract meant paying him off. It meant belonging to him. He moved you into his penthouse. You hate him. You fight him. But he never raises his voice. He just watches you. Tonight, you tried to run. You didn't get past the lobby. He isn't angry. He's adjusting his cuffs, waiting by the elevator.