COLLATERAL
A Dark Billionaire Romance • by Jace Wilder
Pairing: MM
Heat: 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ Inferno
Tropes: Billionaire, Age Gap, BDSM, Power Exchange, Captive Romance, Morally Grey Hero, Praise Kink, He Falls First, Protector Romance
He bought my father’s debt. Now he owns me.
Julian Ellis has spent his entire adult life cleaning up his father’s messes. When the gambling debts spiral beyond saving, he walks into Silas Vane’s office with a payment plan and walks out with a contract.
Six months. Total surrender. In exchange, his father’s five-million-dollar debt disappears.
Silas Vane is a billionaire who controls everything—his empire, his penthouse, his emotions. He’s been watching Julian for ten years, waiting for the perfect moment. Now Julian lives in his glass tower, sleeps at the foot of his bed, and learns what it means to belong to a man who never loses.
But Silas has a secret. The debt wasn’t an accident. He’s been engineering Julian’s desperation for years—purchasing markers, encouraging gambling, closing every door except the one that leads to him.
When the truth comes out, Julian faces an impossible choice: the man who destroyed his life is also the only one who ever truly saw him.
COLLATERAL is a dark MM romance featuring obsessive love, power exchange, morally grey everything, and a happily-ever-after that’s earned through fire. This book contains explicit content including BDSM elements, captive romance themes, and a possessive hero who will stop at nothing to keep what’s his.
He didn’t just buy my debt. He bought my destruction. And somewhere in the wreckage, he built something that feels like home.
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The elevator doors opened on the forty-seventh floor, and Julian Ellis stepped into a world made of glass.
Floor-to-ceiling windows wrapped the reception area like a cage of light, offering a panoramic view of Manhattan that should have been breathtaking. Julian barely noticed. He was too busy cataloging exits, calculating odds, running through his payment proposal for the hundredth time since he’d left his apartment that morning.
Five-point-two million dollars.
The number had lived in his chest for eighteen months—a tumor of debt that had metastasized from his father’s gambling habit into Julian’s entire existence. He’d sold everything. The house in Greenwich. His mother’s jewelry. The vintage Rolex his grandfather had left him, pawned for a fraction of its worth to cover interest payments that arrived like clockwork, each one a reminder that the hole was still there, still growing, still hungry.
Today, he was going to ask for more time…
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