The Billionaire's Reckoning
As I stood there, basking in the warmth and freedom, a familiar voice interrupted my reverie.
"Delilah," the voice said, low and smooth.
I turned to my left, and my eyes landed on a figure I knew all too well. Claus was standing behind a sleek black car, wearing a casual black leather jacket and eye sunglasses. He looked every inch the wealthy and powerful man he was.
I felt a flutter in my chest as he walked towards me, a small smile playing on his lips. He held out a small, white object, and I took it automatically.