The late evening cast long shadows over Roberto Connolly's office, the dim lighting accentuating the tension that hung thick in the air. Roberto sat in his leather chair, fingers interlaced as he leaned forward, his gaze fixed on the city lights beyond his office window. The glittering skyscrapers and bustling streets seemed a world away from the turmoil that gnawed at his insides.
Seamus’s grip over the Connolly empire tightened each day. His brother ruled their world with an iron fist, ruthless and unyielding, leaving no room for dissent or even hesitation. Every day, Roberto felt more like a pawn in Seamus’s intricate game of power—a carefully positioned piece ready to be sacrificed at a moment’s notice. And his younger brother, Liam, who once stood by Roberto’s side, now seemed to sup
