The Next Day:

Lucas’s penthouse conference room buzzed with low tension and quiet confidence. The long glass table was spread with blueprints, laptops, burner phones, and files stamped with A.C WORLD EMPIRE in gold.

Aria walked in, slow and graceful, wearing black fitted trousers, a silk blouse, and that quiet smile that always meant danger.

Lucas and Daniel stood immediately.

“Queen of strategic chaos,” Lucas smirked. “Perfect timing.”

Aria dropped her handbag and sat at the head of the table ,her rightful position.

“Alright,” she said. “Update me. What do we have?”

Daniel slid a folder toward her.

“Phase One was successful. Damian took the bait. He’s interested, but cautious.”...