Leonardo's POV
The glass panel beside the boardroom door caught my reflection before I walked in.
My tie was straight and my jacket sat clean across my shoulders as my face gave nothing away, which was exactly what I needed it to do.
I had walked into rooms like this a hundred times, rooms full of men who needed something from me and who would smile and threaten in the same breath, and I knew how to handle that.
But what I did not know was how to handle the fact that my hands on my pockets wanted to be somewhere else entirely but I pushed that thought down hard and walked in.
The conference room was full; board members, major investors and the kind of men who wore their net worth in the way they sat, every chair filled and the air already tight before I crossed the threshold.
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