Bella POV
The board meeting was a battlefield disguised as a conference room.
I arrived at Black Tower in the car Caleb sent, dressed in a burgundy power suit with my armor fully in place. The building was exactly as I remembered, all glass and steel and intimidation, designed to make visitors feel small.
I wasn't a visitor anymore. I was an equal.
Caleb met me in the lobby, looking devastating in a charcoal three-piece suit that probably cost more than some people's cars. His eyes swept over me in a way that felt like a physical touch.
"You look ready for war," he said.
"I'm always ready for war." I adjusted my portfolio. "Shall we?"
The elevator ride to the 40th floor was silent, both of us reviewing notes on our phones. The doors opened to reveal a sleek reception area where Cale
