Adrien Cross stared at the mess of glass on the office floor, the scotch bleeding into the cracks like it wanted to sink all the way down. It looked like broken promises, nothing else. His hand clenched around the phone, the message stamped on him like a brand: Sleep well, Adrien. I’m watching.Lucian Vega’s voice in his head was taunting, too sharp, too smug. Someone had tried to end him tonight. And worse, someone close was feeding him out like scraps. His Empire, which was strong, steel and untouchable suddenly felt like a child's play.“Adrien.” Isabella’s voice was steady, but her eyes weren’t. She stood in the doorway, holding her phone tight, and then watching him like she was already counting the damage “Security’s sweeping every floor. The burner’s locked down but IT’s already digging. We’ll have a name soon.”“Soon’s useless,” Adrien bit out, his voice low and venom-laced. He stalked to the window, the city stretched calm and cruel outside, glittering like it wanted to mo
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