The boardroom was a cathedral of glass and steel.
Dawn light filtered through the rain-slicked windows, casting everything in shades of gray and silver. Aurora sat at the head of the marble table, her posture perfect, her expression unreadable. Across from her, Kieran was a study in controlled power his suit immaculate, his jaw set, his eyes fixed on the documents spread before them.
Legal teams flanked both sides. Lawyers in expensive suits, their faces masks of professional neutrality. Elena sat at Aurora's right hand, her tablet glowing with encrypted data streams. Sebastian stood near the door, his arms crossed, his presence a silent warning.
The marriage contract was three hundred pages long.
Aurora had read every word. Twice.
She knew the terms by heart. The consolidation of Mon
