Before Damian could reply, a sudden, violent crash echoed from the hallway outside the conference room.

Elena’s head snapped toward the heavy oak doors just as they were violently shoved open. The receptionist, a young woman looking utterly terrified, stumbled backward into the room, followed imme

The ninety-inch OLED screen in Damian Cross’s penthouse office displayed the morning broadcast in ultra-high definition, magnifying every fabricated tear sliding down Gia Vane’s perfectly contoured cheeks.

"She was just so... so cold," Gia whimpered, dabbing the corner of her eye with a tissue she

The ringing of Elena’s phone shattered the quiet, focused atmosphere of the Croft design studio.

It had been three days since Damian purchased the Fifth Avenue flagship building, and the fallout had been spectacularly quiet. Julian hadn't said a word to the press, which meant he was panicking behi