Lucien's POV
At 6:00 AM sharp, the heavy doors to my corner office swung open.
Marcus stepped inside, looking visibly nervous and completely confused. He held a tablet in his hand, but his usual unshakeable posture was visibly stiff.
"Boss," Marcus began cautiously, stopping in front of my desk. "You wanted to see me—"
"What is your relationship with Kayla’s roommate?" I interrupted, my voice dropping into a dangerous, low rumble.
Marcus blinked, thrown entirely off balance. He stuttered, losing his usual corporate composure. "I—We... we don't have a relationship, sir. We aren't together."
BANG!
I slammed both hands onto the dark hard glass desk, the sharp echo shattering the room like a gunshot. I stood up, Towering pover him with absolute, cold rage. "Don't play word games with m
