Aurora stepped into the council chamber, and the air seemed to thicken around her. The six billionaires were already seated, each like a general before a battlefield. Their gazes were calm, unyielding, sharp, measuring. Every movement, every subtle shift of posture carried purpose. She sensed it immediately: this wasn’t a meeting. It was a test, and she was the fulcrum.Every eye in the room found her. Measuring. Judging. Searching for hesitation. Searching for weakness. Searching for the faintest sign that she could be unbalanced. She didn’t flinch. Her pulse was steady. Her shoulders squared. She had been through far worse than scrutiny.Each man commanded his domain: Finance, Security, Intelligence, Trade, Infrastructure, Technology. On the surface, it was orderly. Beneath, a war of influence played out in silent rhythms. Micro-gestures. Eye contact. Small shifts of weight. A question unspoken.Alexander spoke first. Calm. Precise. Calculated. His voice threaded through the room li
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