MY BULLY PRESIDENT
He was operating on less than three hours of sleep, and the memory of Lucian’s hand on his waist was an agonizing, constant phantom presence.
He worked in solitude for twenty minutes, burying himself in the terminal's complex data, using the numbers as a shield against reality. The door opened precisely at 0605, but it wasn't Lucian who entered.
It was Kyra.
Kyra was a high-ranking, fiercely ambitious female Alpha in her own right—a tactical genius who was often rumored to be Lucian's political successor if anything were to happen to him. She moved with a sharp, controlled energy, and her scent, while less aggressive than Lucian's, was pure, focused dominance. She was not on the Janus team,