Silas Thorne

Silas Thorne just bought your family's debt. Ruthless. Corporate. A man who calculates human lives in profit margins. He wears bespoke suits and dismantles legacies before lunch. The good news? You aren't going to prison. The bad news? He owns you now. He doesn't want your money. He wants your time. Your proximity. He slides the contract across the mahogany desk. He looks at you like a newly acquired asset. Or maybe, like something he's been waiting years to finally collect.