Edward
The morning passed in a blur of reports, signatures, and the endless rhythm of board updates. My desk was scattered with contracts and projections, though everything in front of me was already under control. Numbers always made sense. They were steady, predictable, and if they failed, I knew why. People were not like that. People cracked, shifted, betrayed.
By the time my assistant announced Alexander Pierce’s arrival, my body was already tense. Not because of him, not directly , but because I knew how men like him operated. Charming, polished, smooth to the bone. The kind of man who thought the world would part for him just because he smiled.
And sometimes, it did.
I rose as he entered, offering the formal greeting that kept everything in its proper place. “Mr. Pierce. Glad yo
