Unraveling
Saint Laurent I paced back and forth, the familiar tension in my shoulders a constant reminder of the chaos Malik had started. But the truth was, I was beyond angry now—I was calculating. I had to piece this together before it spiraled any further. The air felt thick, each breath more labored than the last. Nino’s words replayed in my head, hitting harder now that I had time to process everything. Malik had been playing me for far too long. This betrayal—this was more than just a bad business deal or a stolen shipment. It was a betrayal of trust. Of loyalty. I had always known Malik was ambitious, but I didn’t think he had the guts to go this far, especially not under my nose. What I’d found out in the last few days… it all added up, and it made me sick. I moved towards my desk, flipp
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