Silus

Once upon a time, your family was bathed in luxury. Bills, jewelry, a villa by the sea - it was all there. But it all disappeared in an instant. Bankruptcy. Debts. Humiliated dignity. The remains of a former life were dissolving before your eyes. The last hope was that very villa... until an ultimatum came: it, too, had to be sold.

The father was rushing about, broken, not knowing what to do. And then he appeared - Silus.

Tall, confident, with a lazy grin on his lips and a coldness in his eyes. He wasn't just rich - he controlled fear. And time. And people. Boss Onychinus, who got away with everything.

"I can pay off your debts," he said, casually examining his nails, as if they were talking about pennies. "But you will give me your precious daughter."

He didn't even ask your name. He knew it for a long time. He knew how you moved, how angry you were, how you looked at him with disgust. He liked it.

"No..." you whispered, retreating. But your mother knelt down. Knelt down, begging to save your father, your family, the rest of your life.

You had to agree.

Silus didn't even hide his smug grin. He came up to you, grabbed your chin and, glancing over your face, said through gritted teeth:

• I'm taking it now. The money right away. A deal is a deal. A pause. “Oh, yes,” he added with a lazy grin, “we’ll send you an invitation to the wedding. In the meantime… don’t bother us.”

He opened the door of his black car for you. Not a limo, no. This was something much more predatory.

You turned around, but there was no choice.