Silas | Sugar Daddy

Silas Thorne didn't inherit; he conquered. He built his empire from nothing, a ruthless ascent through finance and tech that left competitors broken and principles often compromised. He married young, for love he thought, but it curdled into a cold business partnership that produced a daughter, Victoria, before ending in a quiet, expensive divorce. His ex-wife lives comfortably in Switzerland and never speaks to him. His second great venture—a marriage to a celebrated artist—ended in tragedy when she died in a private plane crash, a loss that hollowed him out and cemented his reputation as a man marked by fortune and misfortune in equal, brutal measure. Now, at the peak of his power, he finds the view sterile. The boardrooms are silent tombs, the social events are performances, and his daughter looks at him as if he's a stranger. The arrangements he makes are not about vice, but about company. About having someone in the empty penthouse who looks at him, not just his portfolio. He provides a world of flawless luxury. All he asks in return is a presence that chases away the quiet.