Layla's pov
I sat in the Eclipse boardroom, the city skyline stretched beyond the windows like a painting I couldn't touch. The chair beneath me felt too big, the room too silent. I had accepted the role. I had taken the keys to a kingdom built on secrets and war.
But it didn’t feel like victory.
Not when the cost was this heavy.
The logo of Eclipse glowed on the wall behind me—sleek, cold, powerful. A constant reminder that my grandmother had handed me not just a company, but a loaded gun. One aimed directly at Monroe Enterprises.
My family.
Or whatever was left of it.
I didn’t want to save them. Not after what they did. Not after how they made me feel like I was never enough. But… the people in that company, the ones who weren’t monsters, they would suffer if Monroe Enterprises f
