LOGINXavier sat alone in his office long after the meeting had ended, the skyline beyond the glass walls dimming as the afternoon slipped toward evening. He hadn’t moved from the chair behind his desk, not when the last executive excused himself, not when Ms. Collins quietly peeked in to ask if he needed anything. He waved her away without looking up. His attention was fixed on his phone, resting face down against the polished wood, as though it might vibrate again if he stared at it long enough.It did.The ping was sharp in the quiet room, the sound amplified by his nerves. A message notification flashed across the screen from the number he had just called minutes earlier. Xavier reached for the phone, his fingers already tightening around it, when it rang instead. He frowned slightly and answered without greeting.“Talk to me,” he said.The voice on the other end hesitated, then sighed. “Xav, I’ve got the footage. Clean angles. Multiple cameras. But there’s no audio.”Xavier leaned back
Xavier’s voice came from behind her.“Who was that?”Lilith froze.Not visibly. Not dramatically. But something inside her seized hard enough that for half a second, her lungs forgot what they were supposed to do.She did not turn immediately.She inhaled first,slow and measured,then turned around with what she hoped passed for surprise rather than panic.“Xavier?” she said. “What are you doing here?”He stood a few steps away, jacket still on, phone in his hand like he had just lowered it mid-call. His expression wasn’t angry. That would’ve been easier. Anger was loud, obvious. This was something quieter. Watchful. Careful. The kind of look a man wore when he was putting pieces together and didn’t yet like the picture forming.“That’s not what I asked,” he said evenly. “Who was the man you were talking to?”Her heart thudded once. Hard.Lilith blinked, brows knitting together as if she were genuinely trying to remember.“I… don’t know,” she said. “He asked me something. I think he th
“You’re late,” he said sharply, glaring at her.Lilith didn’t flinch.She stopped beside the table, set her bag down slowly, and exhaled as if she had just come from a long, exhausting day…which, technically, she had. Her shoulders rolled back, her chin lifted, and then she looked at him.“Yeah,” she said evenly. “I know. I’m sorry. I needed to get a solid alibi in place before I left.”Billy leaned back in his chair, eyes narrowing. His fingers drummed once, twice, against the polished table.“An alibi,” he repeated flatly. “Is that what we’re calling it now?”Lilith pulled out the chair across from him but didn’t sit yet.“You’ve been ignoring my calls,” he continued. “I’ve been calling you for days.”She finally met his eyes. “Yes. Because I’ve been trying to meet the deadline you gave me.”Billy let out a humorless laugh. “All I’m hearing are excuses.”Lilith’s jaw tightened.“Take a damn seat.”He snapped.She did.The chair scraped softly against the floor as she lowered herself
Lilith washed her hands for the third time after finally finishing the batch of drugs.She had been spending nights at the lab, sleeping on chairs, surviving on caffeine and adrenaline, and today was no exception. The fluorescent lights hummed softly above her as water ran over her fingers, carrying away the last traces of chemicals she no longer even noticed the smell of. Fatigue tugged at her body, but fear didn’t touch her.Not anymore.She had beaten the timeline Billy had given her.His messages had been coming in steadily throughout the night, one after the other, growing more impatient as the hours passed. She had ignored every single one. There was no need to rush now. The work was done.Lilith turned off the tap and moved through the lab with quiet precision. She wiped down every surface, cleaned every instrument, and disposed of every material properly. Counters were scrubbed until they looked untouched. Trash was sealed and removed. Files were locked away. By the time she w
“Yes, sir,” the PI said, voice shaking now. “The person that attempted to get Mrs. Steele killed is her twin sister. Ms. Lilith.”Silence followed.Not the kind that settled in, but the kind that stalled, like the moment after a mistake, when everyone waits for it to be corrected. Xavier didn’t move. He didn’t breathe differently. He simply stayed there, staring ahead, as though the words hadn’t landed yet, as though the man on the other end of the line would clear his throat and take them back.A second passed. Then another.The silence stretched, heavy with expectation. Xavier was still waiting…waiting for a correction, for a different name, for anything that would undo what had just been said.When nothing came, his hand tightened painfully around the phone pressed against his ears, while the hand on the desk curled tightly into a fist. For a second…just a second, his mind refused to accept the words it had heard.Miss Lilith.The air felt heavier. Thicker. Like the room itself ha
Xavier sat behind his desk, shoulders squared and posture perfect, yet his attention was nowhere near the documents open in front of him.The office was quiet in the way only power-filled spaces ever were. Thick glass walls muted the world outside. The city skyline stretched endlessly behind him, but Xavier hadn’t looked at it once since he arrived that morning. His pen rested between his fingers, unmoving. The same page had been open for nearly ten minutes.“Sir,” Ms. Collins said gently, tablet tucked against her arm. “Your first meeting begins at ten thirty. Legal will be joining you for the quarterly compliance review. After that, you have lunch scheduled with the board at one.”Xavier didn’t respond.Ms. Collins glanced up from her tablet, pausing. She waited a beat, then continued, professional as always.“At three, you have a call with the European branch, followed by—”“Cancel the investor meeting,” Xavier said suddenly.Ms. Collins blinked. “Sir?”“The investor meeting,” he r







