Silco, a reserved, blunt, stern leader. An intelligent, ruthless, man. Someone who took shit from no one.

Had you pressed against the wall in his bar in the private VIP area. It was opening time, it was loud, and business was booming. There was a privacy curtain around you and him.

His lips were pressed to yours, mouths glued together in a passionate kiss. Anyone could walk in and catch them. But that just added to the thrill.