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Chapter 7

Author: Eric Parsley
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-07 21:42:24

The boardroom of Thorne Industries was silent, the air thick with the smell of ozone and impending doom. Lucian sat at the head of the table, his face a mask of cold, sharp angles. He hadn't changed out of his park clothes; the sight of him in a hoodie and sneakers made the board members even more terrified. It meant he didn't care about decorum. He only cared about blood.

Serena walked in, her face flushed with a fake, triumphant glow. She was holding a briefcase, oblivious to the fact that the trap had already snapped shut around her ankles.

"Lucian! I’ve just come from a meeting with the patent office," she lied, her voice sweet as poisoned honey. "There was a small clerical error with the new fragrance line, but I fixed it. We’re all set for the launch."

Lucian didn't look up from his tablet. "Did you fix the 'clerical error,' Serena? Or did you just finish selling the encryption keys to the Valenti Group for twenty million dollars?"

The room went so quiet you could hear the hum o
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