Jaxx's Point Of View"The offshore accounts in the Cayman structure," I muttered into the phone, my thumb tracing the beveled edge of the mahogany desk while my gaze remained fixed on the darkened window of my study. The city lights below glittered like scattered diamonds, cold and distant. "Did you freeze the secondary routing numbers like I instructed, Roman?" Heavy typing filled the speaker, followed by a low, dry chuckle that carried years of familiarity between us. "Every single one of them, boss. The Sinclair financials are completely gridlocked now. You're suffocating their entire supply line." Roman paused, the typing ceasing as he let out a long, low whistle. "You're brutal, Jaxx. Have you forgotten you carry Sebastian's blood as well? And here you are acting just like your grandfather, that old man used to do the exact same thing to his rivals before he destroyed them." My jaw clenched instantly, a hard, cold knot forming at the base of my throat. The mere mention of that
Read more