Voss Novels & Stories

The small iron gate out front, freshly painted black maintained all these years by my grandmother’s law firm while the house waited for me. Helga had arrived ahead of us by train. She was already inside when we walked in. The faint scent of tea filled the air. The windows were open, letting in the cool spring breeze along with the distant hum of the city. On the long oak table in the kitchen, she had placed a single sheet of paper. I picked it up. A Voss Capital balance sheet. Clean. Precise. Final. Current Voss Capital managed assets: eighty-seven million Free Cities credits. Current Voss Capital

The name was Jonathan Voss. She knew the name. She had always known the name, in the abstract, the way you knew the names of significant figures in the industries that shaped your world. Jonathan Voss was sixty-four years old and the founder of Voss Capital, one of the three largest private equity firms in the country, a man whose professional footprint was so large and so well established that he existed at the level of institutional fact rather than individual actor. She also knew the name because Voss was her mother's family name.

_Day 5 - Evening to Day 6 - Morning_ *7:00pm | Voss Capital Group, 88th Floor* The sun was dying over the city and Adrian Voss watched it bleed out through the glass. He didn’t sit in chairs. Not unless he had to. He stood. Always. Like standing was a way of reminding the room who owned it. Black shirt, sleeves rolled once. The scar over his eyebrow caught the last bit of light and made it look worse than it was.

“Adrien Voss.” Isolde stared at the recorder. Vivienne didn’t blink. Mikhail leaned back, eyebrows lifted. “You sure that’s from Voss?” Vivienne nodded slowly. “He handed it to me in a black sedan. No license plate. He said… ‘Tell your sister I kept my promise.’” Isolde’s fingers shook as she pressed PLAY. The recording hissed… then a voice filled the air. Voss (calm, clipped): “Hello, Miss Wrenleigh. Or should I say… Miss Voss. We never met properly. But I saw you. Through screens. Reports. Notes. Your mother had excellent taste.”

All she had to do was come up with a distraction, even when she knew it didn't help much. "Mr. Voss avoiding you? Please. The man is probably buried in work, brooding over paperwork or locked in some boring meeting, scaring the life out of people. You know how he is. Grumpy, bossy, work-obsessed. Nothing new. And oh, did I forget to add sexy and fûcking hot?"

The sound of laughter and clinking glasses filled the air. “Wow, I see you made it,” a deep voice said from behind them. Both turned. There stood Vance Voss himself, tall and broad-shouldered even for his age. His hair was silver at the edges, his suit dark and sharp. Beside him was a beautiful woman with soft blonde curls and pearl earrings, Lorelei Voss. Juno immediately straightened. “Mr. Voss, Mrs. Voss, good evening,” she said warmly. “Please, call me Vance,” he said with an easy smile. “And this is my wife, Lorelei.”

Karilaya frowned as she knelt down to see what it was after the thing caught her curiosity since it looked so familiar. The whole wood was covered in fresh moss and looking around she noticed where it had come from. The piece was the one that was attached on top of the wood, it must have been the board that had the name of the village etched on it. Brushing aside the dirt that covered it, she could not help but furrow noticing the very distinctive craftsmanship and design of the thing. It was the same ones that were used by the villages that were around their territory.

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The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. Edwiin was a finance major, so why was he suddenly interested in the clothes Industry? He had even spent a lot of money to purchase VOE, the clothing brand. Nearly two hours later, Suzanne got off the highway and entered Vankon City. The VOE headquarters was in Kasau, Longin and there were only four to five divisions in Country C. They were basically in first-tier cities. Other than the one in Cherry City, this one in Vankon City was the biggest.