Ethan Thompson’s hands were clenched into fists as he surveyed the chaos of CrossCorp’s office. The walls were pristine, but the tension inside was suffocating. Damien’s spiraling behavior had left a trail of destruction, both physically and emotionally. Marcus Kane’s machinations had shaken the company to its core, exploiting every weakness, and Damien’s obsession with Bella had only made matters worse. Ethan had tried to reason with him before, but now, watching the effects of Damien’s unchecked rage, he realized the stakes were higher than ever.
Bella sat on the edge of a leather chair nearby, her fingers nervously tapping on the polished surface of the desk. Her eyes were shadowed with worry, alternating between Damien, pacing like a caged tiger, and Ethan, who seemed to radiate a pro
