Sinfully His: Craving The Devil's Son
It showed Camille’s personal signature authorizing a five-million-dollar transfer to a known shell company in the Cayman Islands.
“Are you sure you want to release this specific file?” Clara asked, her hand resting lightly on my shoulder. “Once it hits the public network, we cannot pull it back.”
“She wants to negotiate a deal,” I said, my finger hovering over the transmission key. “Let us see how much leverage she thinks she has when her kingdom starts to crumble.”
I tapped the enter key with a sharp click.
The data packet deployed instantly, routed through three separate anonymous media boards in the financial district. Within twenty minutes, the local financial news networks completely dr