Quiet Reign
Instead, there was the smooth warmth of bespoke walnut floors, the subtle texture of raw silk drapery, and a silence that Selah had paid millions to secure.
Selah stood in the center of her private gym, her breathing deep and regulated as she executed a flawless, slow-motion pull-up on a custom-built calisthenics rack. She held her body entirely rigid, muscles in her back and shoulders shifting smoothly under her chocolate skin. For Selah, physical training wasn't about aesthetics; it was about absolute discipline and control. In a world where billions of data points shifted by the microsecond, mastering her own body weight was the ultimate grounding ritual.