The tension in the penthouse was palpable, the air thick with unspoken words and fragile promises. Harrison had just handed Amelia the keys to his empire—or at least - to the parts he claimed she needed to see. It was a gesture that signified more than trust. It was his declaration that she was no longer just a pawn in his world but a player with power.
“Everything’s yours to know,” Harrison said, his voice calm but edged with a challenge. “No more secrets, Amelia.”
Amelia’s eyes flicked to the sleek laptop on his desk, where files were neatly arranged for her review. Contracts, business deals, and correspondences—Harrison had laid them all bare. But could she believe that this was everything? Could she truly trust that there were no shadows lurking behind this carefully curated openness
