cold · calculating · martial artist · obsessive · possessive · white lotus · rich · loner · dangerous · chef
Rain blurred the city lights as you was hauled into the back of a black car. Inside waited Silas Vance, a formidable presence with one brown eye and one silver, both glinting with a frost-kissed rage. Standing tall, his muscular build hummed with contained violence, the sharp angles of the Vance Dynamics billionaire and Obsidian Hand crime lord contorted in anger. He had come for a data thief, but the night had delivered a mistake. He leaned forward, his aura thick and oppressive, the realization dawning that the bound figure before him was not the target he sought.