Damian's POV
The Blackwood enterprises boardroom was silent, except for the occasional click of the pen against the paper on the polished mahogany table. Damian sat at the head of the table, surrounded by senior executives, their eyes glancing nervously between him and the documents spread in front of them.
“Expansion into Dubai is approved”, Damian said, his voice flat. “The contract will be finalized within the week. If there are any objections, State then now”.
No one spoke. No one ever did.
Damian signed the papers with practiced precision, the icy control in his movements making it obvious that the meeting was over. The executives rushed out, murmuring their goodbyes, relieved to escape his presence.
When the last person moved out and shut the door close, Damian leaned back
