RINA

I stepped quietly into the suffocating darkness of the office, my heart hammering a brutal rhythm against my ribs as I immediately closed the glass door behind me. I took a sharp, shallow breath, forcing my shaking hands to steady themselves by rubbing them against the fabric of my tight skirt.

I didn't waste a single second. I put on my pocket torch, walked briskly over to the far corner of the room, my high heels making absolutely no sound against the thick carpet, and immediately started searching through the wooden filing cabinets.

I needed to find something—anything—that could completely incriminate the absolute monster devil in designer suits and...