Samantha stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of her penthouse, the city skyline glittering like a thousand stars below. She swirled a glass of whiskey in her hand, her mind racing.
For years, she had fought her way to the top of the business world, earning her title as one of the most ruthless and powerful billionairesses in the country. But tonight, her wealth and power weren’t just for show.
They were weapons.
She had spent too much time playing defense. It was time to strike first.
Jason stood behind her, his arms crossed. Dominic was pacing the room, still trying to process what had happened.
“That call,” Dominic muttered, running a hand through his hair. “Who the hell was that?”
Jason’s jaw tightened. “Whoever they are, they knew Dante. That means they were close to L
