indows of the Baldwin Group CEO office. The light

a tailored navy suit that fit her like armor. Her f

elligence report from her Architect team. The data was

ate elevator rang out

hortcut key. The code vanished, replaced by

den walked in, his jaw clenched.

ng on an unlit cigar. He looked aroun

n's arm. She had her platinum blonde hair

at on the desk, her rings pressing into the wo

"That little stunt your boy pulled at the club last night tanked ou

"That letter of intent expired t

aned into Haden's side, pressing her chest

He sat down on the leather couch, spreading his

e other. His custom Italia

den said suddenly. His voic

n smirked, realizin

me how well you serve the Baldwin

ut a fake, br

nder the desk. Her nails bit into

would dump his shares. The Baldwin Group's capit

uncurled her fingers. Her

els clicked on the hardwood floor,

he looked down at him, then slow

plush rug cushioned her fall, b

h glinted under the lights as she g

y believed she would do it. He thought sh

ght, forming a perfect kn

re like chips of ice, star

hispered. The sound was so low only he coul