The beam of the heavy flashlight swept over the concrete floor, stopping mere inches from the toe of Clara’s non-slip work shoe. She squeezed her eyes shut, clutching her phone to her chest so tightly her knuckles ached. Her heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her ribs, loud enough she was certa

The boardroom was a portrait of utter chaos, frozen in the terrifying gravity of Julian Thorne’s wrath.

Arthur Pendelton blubbered incoherently as Vance and the police officers dragged him toward the doors, his expensive Italian leather shoes scuffing against the pristine floor. The remaining boar

"Fired?" Clara repeated, her voice echoing slightly in the sudden, cavernous quiet of the boardroom. The chaos of Vanessa Vale being dragged out by security and the rogue board members being escorted into police custody had barely faded from the air, but sitting here, anchored to Julian Thorne, the