تسجيل الدخولAsher set the phone down face-first on the cold mahogany table, as if not looking at the glowing screen could somehow magically undo the harsh words already burned deep into his memory. It didn't work. Funny how funding disappears when a firm's biggest partner makes a phone call. The mocking sentence kept circling back through his mind, sharper and more vicious every single time, like something small, jagged, and venomous caught between his ribs that refused to work itself loose no matter how many times he tried to draw a steady breath past it.Julian stood motionless by the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands buried deep in his pockets, staring blankly out into the dark, tangled garden, though Asher could easily tell that the older man's mind wasn't really on the view. The heavy silence stretched across the room for so long that Asher actually started counting the ticking seconds without even meaning to, slipping right back into the childho
The email arrived on a Tuesday morning, buried between two lecture reminders, and it took Asher three full readings before the words actually registered.We regret to inform you that your placement in the Hargrove & Wells Summer Internship Program has been rescinded due to a reallocation of sponsored positions.Asher stared at the screen in the library's main hall, his stomach twisting into a cold, familiar knot. Hargrove & Wells was the single most prestigious defense firm in the city—the internship his mother had prayed over for two years, the placement that would have guaranteed his career the moment he graduated. He had earned that spot with the highest interview scores in his cohort."They can't just rescind it," Ethan said, leaning over his shoulder to read the email a second time, his voice climbing with disbelief. "You worked for that spot, Ash. That's not how these programs work.""It is when the firm's biggest client happens to be Cross
Three days after the Showcase, Asher's phone buzzed with a message from an unfamiliar number.Your mother has been transferred to Cross Regional Medical Center, Private Wing 4. Full coverage, effective immediately. — K.C.Asher stared at the screen for a long moment, relief and unease warring violently in his chest. It should have felt like victory. Instead, it felt like a leash being fastened quietly around his mother's hospital bed, one link at a time, disguised as generosity."He didn't just pay her bills," Asher said flatly, showing the message to Julian across the kitchen table of the mansion. "He moved her into his own family's hospital. Now she's inside his walls too."Julian's jaw tightened as he read it, his blue eyes darkening. "That's not generosity, kid. That's leverage with better sheets."Asher didn't have time to respond before his phone buzzed again—this time from Ethan.*He's here. On campus. Asking where you are
"Killian, don't you dare," she breathed, her eyes wide with disbelief. "You don't owe this rat anything. Say the word and I'll have this whole thing buried by tonight—""Enough, Scarlett."Killian's voice was quiet, but it cut through her like a blade, and she recoiled as though physically struck. He didn't even look at her. His golden-black eyes stayed locked on Asher, unreadable, absolute.He stepped forward.The crowd's murmurs died instantly, replaced by a silence so total that the wind moving through the courtyard trees sounded like a scream. Every phone in the crowd rose in unison, capturing what nobody believed they were about to witness.Killian Cross lowered himself to one knee.The sound that rippled through the courtyard wasn't cheering. It was something closer to shock, a collective, disbelieving gasp, as though the ground itself had cracked open. Professors exchanged stunned glances. Students who had spent three week
Across the courtyard, through the roaring chaos of his own name being chanted like a coronation, Killian's gaze remained fixed entirely on Asher.Slowly, Killian's lips curved into a deadly smile."Before we announce the final decision," the lead judge said, raising a hand to quiet the still-roaring crowd, "the panel will take a thirty-minute recess. Both designs will be placed on public display for the university community to view before our verdict is made official."A fresh wave of murmurs rippled through the courtyard, students exchanging confused glances at the unusual formality, though nobody dared question it aloud. Within minutes, the doors to the exhibition hall were thrown open, and the crowd surged inside in a restless, chattering tide, phones raised, voices buzzing with speculation.Killian's fortress stood exactly where it had been unveiled the night before — a towering, obsidian monument of steel and glass, cold and merciless in its grandeur, every angle engineered to ma
"Aww, is the little guard dog barking now?" Scarlett's smile sharpened as her eyes slid over Julian with open, cutting contempt, her voice pitched just loud enough for the gathering crowd to catch every word. "Is this your new dog, Valentine? Trading up from a Beta punching bag to a washed-up nobody who couldn't even keep his own degree?"Julian's jaw tightened, but before he could respond, Scarlett was already turning her attention fully onto him, tilting her head with mock curiosity."Oh wait, I remember you now," she said, feigning delighted realization, pressing a manicured hand to her chest. "Julian Ashworth. The disgraced little architect who got thrown out for stealing someone else's design and crying about it for five years. Tell me, does it feel good, hiding behind a Beta's shadow now that nobody in this city will hire you?""It's cute," Julian said flatly, his blue eyes cold and unimpressed, "that you think repeating gossip you overheard from Killian's staff makes you sound







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