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CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT

Author: Sophs
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-28 16:16:24

ADRIAN

I leaned back in my chair, fingers pressed together, watching the three men across the table as they tried to sell me on a partnership that would never fucking happen. The tallest one—Gianni, or some shit—was mid-sentence when I cut him off.

“Let me stop you there.” My voice was calm, but the room chilled. “I don’t do business with men who skim profits and call it ‘creative accounting.’”

Gianni’s smile faltered. “Mr. Knight, I assure you—”

“You assure me nothing.” I flicked the contract back across the table. “Get out.”

Then there was silence which I loved. They stood up, scraping their chairs and interrupting my silence, their faces tight, like they could do anything to me.

One of them—younger, dumber—opened his mouth like he wanted to argue. His older colleague grabbed his arm, shaking his head. Smart man.

The door clicked shut behind them.

I exhaled, rolling my shoulders. My side ached where the accident had grazed me a few nights ago.

My phone buzzed. A text fr
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