Adrian’s POV The interior of the Maybach was as silent as a vacuum, but the air inside felt heavy, like it was saturated with the coming storm. Outside, New York was a smear of grey rain and neon lights, a city that didn't care about the boardrooms or the empires being dismantled within its glass towers. I leaned my head against the cool leather of the headrest, closing my eyes. My temples throbbed with a rhythmic, dull ache. The board meeting had been a bloodbath. The Sterling-Wolfe merger was officially on the table, but the price had been my dignity. Julian Sterling had sat across from me, smiling that oily, triumphant smile, knowing he had me backed into a corner. "The liquidity bridge is ready, Adrian," Julian had said, sliding a pen toward me. "All we need is your signature on the final execution order. And, of course, the confirmation that the 'Amara variable' has been removed." I hadn't
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