Chapter 22
Marcus’s POV
I pushed open the door to the conference room and found Damien still standing near the long table, tablet in hand.
A full year had passed since I last saw him in person. He looked the same in the ways that mattered: same sharp posture, same controlled expression but there was a tension around his shoulders that hadn’t been there before. The moment he turned and saw me, something in his face eased.
I walked straight over and pulled him into a firm hug. He returned it without hesitation.
hesitation.
“Long time bro,” I said as he stepped back, smiling. “You look the same. Still carrying the weight of the entire company on your shoulders.”
“And you look like you haven’t slept since the flight,” Damien replied.
I laughed under my breath and dropped into one of th
