(Olivia’s POV)
Weeks passed, and the world around me felt like it was spinning faster than I could keep up. Ferro had brought me into his inner circle, giving me access to meetings and information that no one else in his world dared to touch.
I had become his confidante, his trusted ally—or so he made it seem.
But something about him always felt off. Plus I guess Isabella’s words to me a few weeks back kept me on edge.
Late one evening, when Ferro was called away to deal with a “security breach,” I found myself alone in his office. The luxurious space reeked of power—dark wood panels, sleek furniture, and an enormous desk that screamed authority.
It wasn’t curiosity that made me linger. It was instinct.
I moved behind his desk, my fingers brushing over the smooth leather blotter. A f
