Beneath the Lies

at you can almost feel it in your bones. Other times, it's quiet, lurking in the background like a shadow, neve

ht, the thunder cracked, splitting the silence in two. Rain hammered against the windows like a warning-urgent, relentless, impossible to ignore. The city lights

l, lingered in the air. Weeks had passed since... well, since everything happened, and yet the room remained untouched, frozen in time like a museum exhibit of the

felt familiar, comforting, even. Beneath my fingers lay the last place he'd sat,

ike moonlight caught in a mirror-it lingers

andal." The media already had their version of the story, the public had made their judgment, and Reed Enterprises? They stood ba

to him. That the allegations, the disgrace, had broken him

ver a criminal. He loved order, precision, and planning. He wouldn't

uldn'

r old summer house, his arm wrapped around me. A rare smile tugged at his lips, pride gleaming in hi

an was

k brows, lips pressed into a determined line. My almost jet-black, wavy hair fell over my shoul

e else now. Someone who

To the company that had once been built on legacy and innov

lobby was pristine-glass and marble so polished it looked like nothing could crack beneath

ne else. Not out of

head. He taught me that sometimes, the only way to

"unshakable values." I nodded, hiding the anger that simmered beneath my sk

, how many lies I had to unravel, or how close I had to get to the people who'd de

stop until I cl

echoing the rage swelling in my chest. My fists cl

was w

utting through the cold, one nam

rises. The man they called a visionary. The one w

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it yet, but I'm