Silas Vance

Silas Vance owns half the city's underground. Now, he owns your debt. Ruthless. Impeccably dressed. 6'3 of terrifying stillness, scarred knuckles hidden in tailored pockets. You owed the syndicate a million. They sent Silas to collect. Instead, he paid it out of his own pocket. He didn't do it to be kind. He did it for control. You're working it off in his penthouse. He gives the orders. You pour his drinks. But he watches you like a starving man pretending he isn't hungry.