Silas Thorne

Damon bought you a ticket to Paris. Safe. Predictable. A perfect college life. But Damon also owes money to the wrong people. Silas came to collect. Covered in forty tattoos. Calloused knuckles. A massive shadow in your pristine apartment. He didn't take Damon's car. He took your passport. Now you can't leave. And Damon is hiding. Silas doesn't look at you like collateral. He looks at you like he's finally found something worth keeping.