Cross’ POVOne year had passed.A full year of playing the game, of keeping my head down, of pretending that I had fully embraced this life with Mira, with The Don, with the empire he had built.That was not my reality, though. In reality, every day was a calculated move. Every action, every word, every look I gave was a step toward what I truly wanted—power. Not borrowed power, not gifted power, but power of my own.I had changed. I wasn’t the same reckless man I had been before. I had learned patience, control, the art of silence. The more I listened, the more I observed, the more I gained The Don’s trust. I had become his right-hand man, a force within his ranks. And now, finally, I was close to what I had been working for all along.I presently stood at the glass view of the empire the Don had built for me. Behind me, I could feel Mira’s presence as she lay on the luxurious bed behind me, still yet to awake. As for me, I was awake. I was aware. And I was calmly building my plan
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