Surrender was not an option.
Damien had devoted his life to dismantling men like Antonov, heartless, power-hungry bastards who thought fear bought them dominance.
But Antonov had erred in a critical way.
He’d threatened someone Damien wouldn’t allow paying the price.
Now, standing in the gloomy penthouse, with Isla and Nathaniel studying him intently, he was already scheming.
Nathaniel had just stopped talking when Damien faced away from him, retrieving his phone from the desk. With one text, he communicated with his most trusted enforcer.
Lock it down. Full blackout.
In seconds, Cross Enterprises’ security systems would go dark. All evidence of their whereabouts would vanish.
If Antonov believed he could astray them, he was in for a rude awakening.
Nathaniel crossed his arms. “
