The news broke before sunrise. My phone buzzed with alerts, and when I rolled over to check, the headline glared at me in bold letters:“King Industries Secures Hartford Mega-Deal, Outsmarts Callahan Global.”I sat up, heart pounding. The Hartford deal had been the holy grail of corporate warfare for months. Billions on the table, international influence, entire economies shifting depending on whose hand closed it. Damien had been the frontrunner—or so everyone thought. Until now.I glanced toward the balcony, where Alexander stood with his back to me, phone pressed to his ear, his voice sharp and measured. He was still in his shirt from last night, sleeves rolled up, dark hair slightly mussed, but there was no weariness in him. Only steel.“Yes,” he said curtly. “They caved. Send the terms to legal. I want the contracts signed before noon.”He hung up without a word of pleasantry. When he finally turned, his eyes found mine, and for a moment, I forgot to breathe. There was something
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