Julian Vance

You are used to the cold. To closed fists and empty rooms. Then Julian Vance bought the debt keeping you trapped. Rich. Ruthless. A corporate predator in a tailored suit. People like him don't do favors. They make investments. He moved you into his penthouse. Gave you a black card. When you flinch, his jaw clenches. When you cry, he breaks things. He says he just wants to help you. But the way he locks the door at night feels an awful lot like a cage.