(Author’s POV)
Sunlight filtered lazily through the sheer curtains, casting golden lines across the polished marble floor. The air held a deceptive calmness, a pause before thunder.
Selene entered first, dressed in her usual commanding style, sleek black trousers, buttoned-up white blouse, hair tied in a sharp ponytail. Her face was unreadable.
Adrian followed moments later, dressed in an ink-black shirt with rolled-up sleeves, expression cool, confident…too confident.
They didn’t look at each other. Didn’t speak. But the silence between them carried a weight. Like smoke from a fire no one dared mention.
At the far end of the room, Jiang and Matteo stood up as they entered. Their eyes flicked between the two powerhouses before them. They could feel it, something had shifted. But no on
