LOGINELON’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 POVThe moment Adrian stepped into the doorway, a visceral wave of dislike crashed over me. It wasn’t the casual disdain one might reserve for a lukewarm cup of coffee or an unexpected flight delay.No, this was something primal.Fundamental.Like an alarm within my nervous system had sounded, declaring him an immediate threat.He stood there, framed by the doorway, as if he had orchestrated this intrusion to suit his own schedule.At ease.Unfazed.He exuded a dangerously alluring charisma, the kind that belonged in the pages of a novel where the protagonist easily succumbs to temptation and makes regrettable choices.And then there was that smile.That infuriatingly subtle smile.Not an exuberant grin.Not even a friendly one.Just the slightest upturn of his lips, as if he had stumbled upon a delightful secret.Or perhaps a joke only he understood.My impulse urged me to have him evicted from the building right away.Fort, standing beside me, subtly shifted away first.The
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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