Viktor’s POV
I stand in the shadows of Steele Designs, just outside the office door. My fingers trace the smooth metal of my watch, a subtle reminder of how much power I command. The board members are nothing but puppets strings to pull when the time is right. But Sarah? She’s the wildcard. I need to move quickly, before she catches on to the game I’m playing.
Inside the office, I place the envelope carefully on her desk. Inside it, fabricated documents, bank transfers, forged signatures all leading back to her. It’ll look like she’s been siphoning money from the company into an offshore account. A clean setup. Irrefutable evidence.
The beauty of it is that she’ll never see it coming. She thinks she's just an intern, a naive little lamb, but she’s tangled up in something far darker now.
