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Adrian’s POV

My first week as Co-Director felt like drowning. Twelve-hour days reviewing contracts, negotiating deals, proving to every skeptical old guard that I deserved the title.

By Friday I crashed through Nikolai’s door ready to collapse.

He looked up from his laptop, closed it. “Rough day?”

“Rough week.” I kicked off my shoes. “Three department heads questioned my decisions today. One said I was too young to understand ‘how things work.’”

“What’d you tell him?”

“That he could update his resume.” I dropped face-first onto the bed. “Pretty sure I’m making enemies faster than allies.”

“Good.” His hand rubbed between my shoulder blades. “Means you’re changing things instead of maintaining the status quo.”

“Or they’re planning a coup.”

“Also possible.” His thumbs worked out knots in my back. “But you’ve got Leonardo’s backing.”

“For now.” I turned my head. “What if Gabriel made a mistake?”

“Then you’ll fix it.” His fingers moved to my neck. “You’re allowed to struggle. Doesn’t mean
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