Ten Years Later
The whole city had changed.
Where the old Aurelius tower once stood, a new structure rose like a spear aimed at the sky — ninety-nine stories of glass and steel, its façade a lattice of intricate lines and geometric strength. At night, its lights didn’t simply glow; they pulsed with a subtle rhythm, like a beating heart.
The Aurelius Spire.
From its upper floors, you could see the lines of highways threading the country together, the skeletons of cranes stitching new cities, the grids of light where commerce never slept.
On paper, Aurelius Architects had been reborn.
Off paper, everyone knew a truth they didn’t dare speak aloud:
Gael Taylor was no longer just an heir, or a chairman, or a ruthless businessman.
He was a shadow that touched everything.
In ten years, h
