Vindell’s POVThe door swung open, and an older man in an impeccably tailored suit strode inside as though he owned the entire floor. The moment my eyes landed on him, recognition hit me instantly, Mr. Blackwood.He stopped just inside the doorway, his gaze drifting from me to Katherine, whose dress was still half-zipped, and then to my secretary, frozen in place.For a heartbeat, silence lingered. Then he threw his head back and laughed. A loud, theatrical laugh.“Am I interrupting something?” he asked with an amused grin.I slowly rose from my chair, every muscle in my body tightening. My gaze settled on him in a dangerous mannerBefore I could speak, my secretary rushed into the office. Her hair was disheveled, her breathing uneven. The instant she saw me, she collapsed onto her knees.“I’m sorry, Mr. Vindell!” she cried, bowing until her forehead nearly touched the floor. “He refused to follow the formalities, and when I tried to stop him… his men restrained me.”She remained trem
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