Freya’s steps faltered mid-stride as her sharp eyes landed on the unmistakable figure standing near Orion Black. She had only met him twice before, but his presence was seared into her memory—she was gifted with a near-perfect pictographic recall, a fact she guarded closely.
Choosing the discreet passageway to the CEO’s office had been intentional; she preferred slipping through the shadows rather than drawing the attention of curious employees. But now, her plan unraveled before her. She had underestimated Orion’s stature—men like him didn’t entertain ordinary conversations. Every interaction was calculated, every alliance significant.
From this distance, she couldn’t make out their words, but their rigid postures and the tightness in Orion’s jaw spoke volumes. The discussion was se
