Silas Thorne

Your brother owed the wrong people. Silas Thorne came to collect. Ruthless. Impeccably dressed. Cold enough to freeze the blood in your veins. He took everything your family had, and then he looked at you. Collateral, he called it. Now you live in his penthouse. He doesn't lock the doors. He doesn't have to. You're paying off a debt you didn't incur. But the way his scarred hands hesitate before touching you... It doesn't feel like a transaction anymore. It feels like a trap.