The Devil's Possession

Rain had a way of making the city look cleaner than it really was.From the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Grand Aurelius Hotel, thousands of shimmering lights reflected across the wet streets below, disguising the corruption that festered beneath the surface. Luxury cars lined the entrance, their polished bodies glistening beneath golden lamps while elegantly dressed guests disappeared beneath black umbrellas held by attentive valets.Tonight, the city wore diamonds instead of blood.No one questioned why politicians, billionaires, judges, celebrities, and businessmen had all gathered under one roof for the annual Moretti Foundation Charity Gala.To the public, it was an evening dedicated to raising funds for orphanages and children's hospitals.To the people who truly mattered...It was a battlefield.Deals worth millions would be made before dessert was served.Wars would begin over glasses of expensive wine.And before sunrise, at least one man would die.None of the guests no

The sound of his own heartbeat drowned out everything else. Kai ran. His polished dress shoes slammed against the marble floor as he tore through unfamiliar corridors, his lungs burning with every desperate breath. Behind him, voices echoed through the hallway. "There!" "He went this way!" "Block the east exit!" His vision blurred. This couldn't be happening. An hour ago, he had been worrying about missing a few notes during a piano performance. Now men in tailored suits were chasing him because he had witnessed a murder. No. Not just a murder. An execution. The image replayed mercilessly in his mind. The deafening silence in the conference room. The traitor collapsing to the floor. The complete lack of panic from everyone present. And those eyes. Cold. Steady. Unmoved. Lorenzo De Luca hadn't looked like a man who had just taken a life. He had looked like a man signing paperwork. Kai reached a corner and nearly crashed into a pair of hotel employees. "I'm sorry