While You Were Sleeping, I Waited
The man’s voice was a cold, deep baritone that vibrated through the quiet room, carrying the absolute, chilling certainty of a deity pronouncing a verdict.
Without waiting for a reply, he ended the call with a swift flick of his thumb. He dropped the phone into his pocket, his other hand joining it. He looked back out at the vast estate below. The morning mist was rolling over perfectly manicured lawns, private helipads, and a high-security perimeter that rivaled military installations.
This man was the one and only Stefan Ashford.
At only thirty years old, Stefan was the youngest billionaire in the United Kingdom and the sole heir to the globally powerful Ashford legacy. He wasn't just a we
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