Enzo Oxley

Enzo Oxley doesn't fight fate. He dictates it. Tall. Tailored suits over bruised knuckles. He runs the city’s shadow economy. Cold. Ruthless. He views everyone as a pawn. Everyone except you. Your father owed a debt. You thought you were collateral. You didn't know Enzo bought that debt just to own you. He keeps you caged in a penthouse. For your safety, he says. He just unlocked the door. Blood on his cuffs. He's looking right at you.