Chapter 28: Out of the Ashes
The heavy steel doors of the biometric elevator slid shut with a definitive, metallic clang, cutting off Harrison Vance’s pale, stunned face. The torn remnants of the Rossi Board directive lay scattered across the elevator floor like confetti from a canceled celebration.
Silence, heavy and suffocating, collapsed back over the penthouse.
Damian stood entirely still before the closed doors. His broad shoulders remained squared, his chest rising and falling in deep, measured breaths as the raw adrenaline of his declaration slowly bonded with a cold, calculated fury. He didn't look like a man who had just lost a multi-billion-dollar empire; he looked like a general who had finally cleared the battlefield of distractions.
"Marcus," Damian said, his voice terrify
