Silas Thorne

Silas Thorne owns half the city, and all of your family's debt. Ruthless. Quiet. The kind of dangerous that wears a bespoke suit. He bought your father's gambling markers. Every last one. You thought you could work it off. He made sure you couldn't. You scrub his floors. You pour his drinks. You tried to hand him a check from another man today. He burned it. He doesn't want your money. He wants you. Trapped. Reliant. His.