LOGINElon’s POV
I paced the length of my room for what had to be the twentieth time.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Confusion clung to me like a second skin.
What exactly was going on?
Was he angry at me?
My mind betrayed me again, drifting back to last night… to the moment in his office.
The way he had suddenly told me to leave.
Right in the middle of it.
My chest ti
FORT’S POVRecognition was a double-edged sword.Once you noticed a pattern, it clung to the edges of your mind like a stubborn ink stain—you couldn’t unsee it.As the city lights blurred and streaked past the windshield, a dense silence settled heavily in the car. Outside, the world whirred by in vibrant splashes of color, but inside was a cocoon of tension. Elon, his intense gaze fixed upon me from the passenger seat, watched with an unsettling mixture of concern and expectation. In the rearview mirror, Adrian’s eyes simpered with scrutiny, his arms crossed defiantly. Both men were waiting, a silent demand hovering in the air for me to break the stifling stillness.But I was lost in thought—a place where interruptions didn't just break concentration; they shattered it.“Nathaniel,” I finally spoke, the name hanging in the air like a dark omen.Elon's brow furrowed instantly, doubt etched across his features. “Your security guy?” he asked, his tone dripping with skepticism.“Head o
ELON’S POVI had officially reached the point where the crimes of the wealthy felt exhausting and suffocating.Money laundering.Federal agents are closing in.Boardroom betrayals layered in deceit.And somehow, through it all, Fort still radiated an aura of danger that overshadowed everyone else in the building.It felt deeply unfair.As we exited the boardroom, the three of us moved onward, though “together” was a generous term. Fort and Adrian walked side by side like rival gladiators, their body language screaming of unspoken animosity, debating the merits and drawbacks of murder as a viable option in their twisted contest.Mara appeared just as we reached the midpoint of the corridor, her expression focused.“Elijah’s access card was last used in the executive parking garage,” she reported briskly, her voice cutting through the tension like a knife. “Security lost visual contact twelve minutes ago.”Fort didn’t even hesitate. He continued forward, his stride unyielding.“Lock eve
FORT’S POVThe silence after everyone left the boardroom felt almost peaceful.Which was concerning.Peaceful silence in my life usually meant something catastrophic was about to happen.Adrian remained near the far end of the table, calm as ever, while Elon stood slightly to my left watching both of us carefully.Smart.At least one person in this room had survival instincts.I set the flash drive down slowly.“Start talking.”Adrian tilted his head slightly.“You say that like I haven’t been talking for the last hour.”“You’ve been performing,” I corrected coldly. “There’s a difference.”A faint smile touched his mouth.Infuriating man.“Elon,” I said without looking away from Adrian, “you should leave.”“No.” He replied.I blinked once.Mostly because people rarely answered me that quickly.Adrian looked delighted already.Excellent.“Elon.”“You said someone’s been targeting the company for weeks,” he replied evenly. “Federal agents are downstairs, your board is panicking, and som
ELON’S POVaThe silence after Fort’s resignation statement felt alive.It felt heavy and yet dangerous.Every person in that boardroom seemed to be recalculating their survival strategy in real time.And somehow, Fort remained the calmest person there.Which honestly should have concerned me more than it already did.“If the records are legitimate,” Fort repeated evenly, “I’ll step down myself.”No hesitation.No panic.Just absolute certainty.The board members exchanged uneasy glances.Because confidence like that only came from two possibilities:Either he was innocent—Or he was terrifyingly good at lying.I knew which one I believed.The problem was convincing everyone else.One of the directors leaned forward sharply.“You’re asking us to trust your word while the company is actively being dragged through the media.”Fort’s expression didn’t change.“I’m asking you not to behave like amateurs.”Mara closed her eyes briefly beside the presentation screen, as she had spiritually
ELON’S POVThe energy outside Fort’s office felt like the opening scene of a corporate apocalypse.Employees moved through the hallway too quickly.Assistants whispered into phones with the strained expressions of people actively reconsidering their career choices.Security presence had doubled.And somewhere downstairs, at least three journalists were apparently trying to force their way into the building lobby.Which honestly felt excessive.I walked beside Fort toward Conference Room Three while Mara updated him rapidly from her tablet.“The article’s gaining traction online,” she said. “Two board members are demanding immediate explanations, and investors have started contacting—”“Which investors?” Fort interrupted.She listed several names.I even recognized two of them.That couldn’t be good.Fort adjusted the cuffs of his shirt calmly, like we weren’t marching toward what looked suspiciously like an execution chamber.His composure was honestly offensive at this point.“You kn
FORT’S POVThere were very few phrases in the English language that I disliked more than the press obtaining a hold of something.It sat comfortably beside a federal inquiry and the board wanted an emergency meeting.I stood motionless behind my desk, phone pressed against my ear while the city lights burned cold beyond the office windows.“What exactly did they get?” I asked.Mara hesitated.Never encouraging.“A financial journalist contacted communications earlier tonight,” she said carefully. “At first we assumed it was routine.”“And now?”“They have transaction records.”My grip tightened around the phone.Interesting.Very interesting.Because the documents Adrian had handed me less than twenty minutes ago were not supposed to exist outside a very limited circle.Meaning either the leak had already started before Adrian arrived—Or someone inside my company was moving faster than anticipated.Neither possibility improved my mood.“Who’s the journalist?”“Vivian Laurent.”Of cou
Elon's POV "I've heard through reliable sources that you have informations that I might find valuable in your possession. But if you must know, I don't ask for free...I offer entertainment in exchange for whatever you might be offering..."The moment I said that, Chen's eyes narrowed sharply, this
Elon’s POVThey didn’t take me far.Just down a corridor, through a side passage, and into a room that felt like it had never seen daylight.The moment the door slammed shut behind us, Everything narrowed int
Fort’s POVThe moment the lights went out, something in me shifted.It was the knowledge that something or someone a lot more dangerous than we can assume, wanted that package desperate enough to play dirty.An emo
Fort’s POVThirty minutes, My eyes flicked to my watch again.It had been Thirty Minutes.My jaw clenched slightly as I lowered my wrist, forcing my facial expression to remain neutral as another guest passed by me with a polite smile I didn&

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