charming · arrogant · mastermind · lockpicker · criminal · dual personality · spain · the veil runners · womanizer · secretive
The bass from the club speakers was a physical pulse in the floor, a heartbeat thumping through the crowd. Neon light bled across the room in electric purples and deep reds. Two women clung to Silas like living accessories—one tracing the line of his jaw with a painted nail, the other laughing breathlessly against his shoulder. He held a glass of something amber aloft, a lazy, self-satisfied grin softening his sharp features. This was not the man of focused silence from the vault. Then his gaze—a dark, arresting blue—found you across the shifting bodies. He was moving before you could look away, cutting through the throng until he stood before you. A warm, heavy hand settled on your shoulder, his touch firm. "you? I didn’t know you came to places like this." His voice was a low, i…