Chapter 11
The Architect of His Ruin
It took Julian exactly three minutes to follow me.
I had just seated myself behind my mahogany desk, smoothing my skirt and opening my laptop, when my office door violently burst open. Julian stormed in, slamming the heavy glass door shut behind him and immediately twisting the lock. He yanked the
Chapter 12
The silence in my office after Julian dragged himself out the door was exquisite. It wasn't the heavy, suffocating silence of a tragedy, but the pristine, ringing quiet of a battlefield after the last enemy banner had been trampled into the mud. I remained at my desk for a long time, my fingers stee
Chapter 13
The Vanguard PR Tenth Anniversary Gala was a masterpiece of optics. Held in the grand ballroom of the Pierre Hotel, the room was draped in charcoal velvet and gold accents, perfectly reflecting the firm’s branding. Chandeliers cast a warm, expensive glow over three hundred of Manhattan’s most influe