The night air was crisp against my skin as I stepped out of Grayson Enterprises' towering headquarters. The glass panels of the skyscraper reflected the city lights and was a shimmering testament to the empire I had built. Normally, I’d take a moment to appreciate it—the sheer magnitude of what I had accomplished—but tonight, my mind was too tangled and too restless for it.
The black limousine that belonged to me was already waiting by the curb. My driver, Thomas, a man who had been with me for years, straightened as soon as he spotted me. He was efficient, silent and knew better than to ask questions when he saw how tortured my facial expression was. That’s what I liked about him.
I slid into the backseat and immediately yanked my tie loose as I exhaled.
“Where to, sir?” Thomas asked
