Killian’s Pov
Heading to the office that morning, I felt… off. It wasn’t guilt, no. I don’t do guilt. But I’m not a monster either. I have a conscience, even if it only shows up once in a while. What happened last night with Lilith—maybe it could’ve gone differently. But then again, she should have spoken up. She should’ve said something. So no, it wasn’t my fault. I wasn’t going to carry the blame for her silence.
I sat back, stared out the tinted window as the city rushed past, and shoved the thoughts aside. I had a business to run. Feelings could wait—or die.
When the car pulled up at the office, the security opened the door, and I stepped out like nothing was wrong. People greeted me as usual, some with fear, some with fake smiles. I don’t bother learning their faces. I only care ab
