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Revelation

Author: A.H. Hassan
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-01 23:03:53

Alessandro’s POV

The Romano Corp headquarters towered over the city like a glass blade cutting into the sky. From the street below, people always looked at it with awe, snapping photos, whispering about power, money, and the Romano name. But as I pushed through the revolving doors that morning, all I felt was exhaustion.

I muttered under my breath as the secretary met me with that polite, too-bright smile.

“Mr. Romano, the files are on your desk, the ones I left yesterday. They need your signature before lunch.”

“Of course,” I replied flatly, tugging at my tie. My voice was sharp, clipped. I didn’t even mean it to be, but the weight on my chest from last night hadn’t lifted. If anything, it had grown heavier.

I headed up to my office. The glass walls glared at me. Sleek. Intimidating. Every surface polished to perfection, like it was made for a different man. A man who belonged here.

Not me.

Never me.

The moment I opened my office door, the cold air hit me. The room looked the same as
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