Orion's POV

I stormed through the hallway, the pounding of my footsteps echoing like the drums of war. I had just left Chloe after listening to her explanation—a confession that only deepened my resolve.

Ava had to be dealt with, swiftly and ruthlessly. If I wanted to secure Chloe’s place in my life and sever the suffocating grip of her dangerous ex, Ava needed to know who held the power. There could be no loose threads, no unpredictable games.

As I approached Ava’s office, my jaw clenched when I spotted the same security guard from months ago—the annoying asshole who always seemed to have an annoying quip ready. He was...