Chapter 42: The King’s Return
The fire crackled quietly in the dimly lit study of Christian’s villa. A glass of untouched whiskey sat on the table beside him as he leaned back in his leather chair, his face unreadable. His eyes, however, held a storm.
“Boss,” his right-hand man entered silently, bowing his head. “What do we do about Mia?”
Christian didn’t flinch. “Get rid of her.”
The command was quiet but final. There was no hesitation, no emotion. “She’s served her purpose. I no longer need her. Make it clean.”
The man nodded and left without a word.
Christian rose and walked to the tall window, gazing at the distant city lights. He could almost see the Moretti mansion from here—the empire he once ruled, now weakened and trembling under the weight of betrayal.
His second-in-comman
