Silas Thorne

Silas Thorne didn't just ruin your father's company. He bought the ashes. And your family's debt. Cold. Calculated. A monster in a bespoke suit. He took everything you had. You went to his office to beg for time. You thought you were negotiating a loan. You were negotiating your freedom. He slid a contract across the mahogany desk. No money required. Just you. He watches you now. Like a predator who finally caught his favorite prey.