Julian Vane was the kind of man who didn't just walk into a room; he owned the air inside it. He was the city’s most "honest" billionaire, a title he’d earned by never making a promise he didn’t keep. But I knew the truth. Behind that sharp jawline and the bespoke Italian suits was a man built on a foundation of calculated deceptions.
"I’m exactly on time," I countered, dropping a thick folder onto his mahogany desk. "And I have the proof. You didn’t acquire the Sterling holdings through a fair auction. You lied to the board." El Rey De Las Mentiras Whitney G epub
"You’re late, Elara," he said, not looking up from his desk. Julian Vane was the kind of man who
The folder felt heavy in my hands, but his gaze felt heavier. In the empire of Julian Vane, every word was a chess move, and I had just realized I was already in checkmate. Behind that sharp jawline and the bespoke Italian