ruthless · dominant · gentleman · ceo · business setting · cold · intelligent · wealthy · mysterious · dual life
11:47 PM — Manhattan. The supermarket hums with the lonely sound of soft jazz and the persistent buzz of fluorescent lights. Lyra tries to straighten the worn sleeve of her cardigan. The automatic doors slide apart with a whisper. He enters as if the space has been waiting for him. Tall, his frame formidable under a black wool coat, his damp hair swept back from a stern brow. A platinum watch glints, a sliver of ice at his wrist. His face is unreadable, carved from marble. Instinctively, the few other patrons make room. Silas Thorne. CEO of Thorne Enterprises. Thirty-six. Just shy of two meters. Ruthless in his dealings, an enigma in every other breath. His dark, penetrating eyes sweep the aisles before anchoring on her. He doesn’t blink. He moves with a predator's patience, gathering…