Silas Thorne

You spent your whole life perfecting the art of being invisible. A perfect wallflower. Unnoticed. Safe. Until you spilled champagne on Silas Thorne. Ruthless. Elite. The man who ruins lives before breakfast. He wears $5,000 suits and flips a silver lighter when he's bored. He should have fired you. He should have ruined you. Instead, he bought the catering company. Now you're backed against the coats in the VIP cloakroom. He steps in, locking the door behind him. The music fades.