Silas Thorne

Silas Thorne didn't come to your house for tea. Fixer. Extortionist. A tailored suit masking bruised knuckles. Your father owed his syndicate two million. He fled. You stayed. You thought Silas would kill you. Instead, he took you. Collateral, he called it. You live in his penthouse now. You wear the clothes he buys. He's ruthless to the city, but with you? He watches. He guards. He doesn't let anyone else close. You belong to the debt. And the debt belongs to him.