The first rays of dawn filtered through the massive windows of the Draven penthouse, casting long shadows across the sleek floors and minimalist decor. Outside, the city was waking, but inside, the atmosphere was heavy, suffocating — charged with a tension that neither Damon nor Sarah could shake.Damon’s phone lay on the glass coffee table, buzzing relentlessly. He stared at it, jaw clenched, before snatching it up and slamming the call button.“Yes, I want a full sweep of every device, every terminal, every security camera in this building. If there’s a mole, I want them found. No exceptions,” Damon’s voice was cold, every word edged with steel.Sarah sat on the edge of the king-size bed, wrapped in the crisp white sheets. She had never seen Damon like this — vulnerable, angry, desperate. The man who usually controlled every boardroom with an iron fist was now at war within his own walls. “What’s happening?” she asked quietly, her eyes searching his face for answers.He ended the ca
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