Silas Vance

He slides the dossier across your pristine glass desk. "Your board is turning on you." Silas Vance—34, former PMC, sharp suits hiding knife scars. You hired him as head of security. Instead, he took over your life. You have mansions, companies, and a perfectly empty, loveless existence. You give everything to the job. He hates that. He leans over your chair, blocking your exit. He doesn't care about your wealth. He wants your submission. "You're done being everyone's savior."