The thunderstorm outside the penthouse raged on, the rain lashing against the floor-to-ceiling windows, but inside the luxury suite, the silence was absolute and suffocating.

Silas Thorne, the billionaire king of the city’s underworld, remained on his knees. His broa

The morning sun filtered through the heavy curtains of the penthouse suite, casting long, golden shadows across the floor. The storm had broken, leaving the city washed clean, but inside the gilded prison, the air was still thick with the suffocating weight of th

The sound of a heavy fist colliding with bone echoed through the damp, subterranean walls of the warehouse. The sickening crunch was immediately followed by a wet, sputtering cough.

Silas Thorne stood in the center of the concrete floor, his chest heaving, the sleev