GEORGIA
I paced the length of my pristine, glass-walled boardroom, the sharp clicks of my stilettos echoing against the heavy, expectant silence of the room.
Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sprawling New York skyline stretched out under the bright morning sun, completely oblivious to the vicious corporate war brewing inside these walls.
I took a slow, deliberate sip of my black coffee, letting the bitter heat ground my frayed nerves.
Before I addressed the tense, waiting faces of my core executive team gathered around the long mahogany table, my mind briefly flashed to Julian, the disgusting, slick CEO who had tried to drag me into a dark hallway last night.
My jaw clenched so hard my teeth ached.
He was a repulsive predator, and I made a firm, cold internal vow right then
