Silas by S.R. Watson

My name is Brennan Delavan and I’m 21 years old. I grew up in a home of the privileged, but as the daughter of the help. When I became of age, I worked along side my mother to earn my keep. My cynicism for the world in which I live, is with merit. I’ve experienced first hand how the circle of wealth monopolizes opportunities that are just beyond reach for everyone else. We’re merely hamsters in a turning wheel with an illusion of freedom and equality. I no longer dream of being more. I have accepted what is. My mother is now dead. My father died before I was born. I don’t need to exist outside the walls of my reality. I AM THE HELP!

My name is Silas Lair and I’m a sex extraordinaire! Sex is my business and my gift. Every facet of sex that you can conceive, is a realm of my empire. My yacht, The Playboy’s Lair, is just one of my many entities and is currently my primary domain. I’m very protective of my domain and who I let infiltrate my space. When I’m asked to hire a new housekeeper as a favor to my most trusted house manager, I oblige. The moment Brennan crosses the threshold of my yacht, my guard erects ten fold. Her jaded attitude and introvert mannerisms can only keep her safe from me for so long. She is an enigma, one that I have every intention of getting beneath me. She walked right into my world of sex – my lair! There is no room for innocence here. I will fuck my curiosity of her out of my system and carry on with my legacy!