CHAPTER 1 — THE MAN IN THE GLASS
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The skyscraper sliced the Mumbai skyline like a blade. Black glass, silver steel, and a silence that held power. At the top—on the seventy-ninth floor—Adrian Raikar stood before his office window, hands tucked calmly into the pockets of his tailored suit.
To the world, he was the 32-year-old CEO of R-KORP Industries, India’s fastest-rising tech conglomerate.
But beneath that polished exterior lived a ghost.
A shadow.
A past soaked in blood.
His eyes—sharp, grey, and unsettling—reflected the city lights. They were not the eyes of a businessman. They were the eyes of a predator who had learned to move in daylight.
Behind him, the door opened.
“Sir,” his assistant Neera said, her voice trembling slightly—because everyone trembled around him. “The board meeting begins in two minutes.”
Adrian didn’t turn.
“Cancel it.”
Neera blinked. “S-Sir, the investors are already—”
“Cancel it,” he repeated, voice soft but carrying a weight that cracked bones.
Neera nodded quickly and backed out, shutting the door with the care of someone leaving a cage where the tiger wasn’t fully asleep.
Adrian’s phone buzzed.
A single message.
Three words.
“THE WOLF LIVES.”
Adrian froze.
For the first time in years… his heartbeat faltered.
No one was supposed to know that name.
The Wolf.
His codename from a world he had buried.
His fingers curled slowly, the ghost of blood rising in his memory.
He whispered, “So it begins.”
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