Killian’s pov
Rain poured through the shattered roof of the warehouse, crashing against the rusted metal like gunfire.
The storm outside raged violently, thunder shaking the walls while water pooled across the concrete floor beneath Killian’s boots.
Above him, Nicholas smirked from the second-floor platform, his were eyes gleaming with arrogance.
“You really should learn to protect your shipments better,” Nicholas said mockingly.
Killian’s eyes blazed with anger, he clenched his fist, glaring at Nicholas. He wanted to wipe that smug smirk of his face.
Nicholas spread his arms slightly. “What happened, Killian? Losing your edge?”
Tension thickened the air like a storm waiting to explode.
“You know,” he continued with a cruel grin, “maybe it's because you're distracted. Your focus i
