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.
"Then do it," he challenged, his gaze dropping to my lips. "But remember, if I go down, I’m taking you with me. Because you’ve been lying to yourself about why you’re really in this office at midnight." El Rey De Las Mentiras Whitney G epub
"What are you going to do with that folder?" he whispered, his voice like velvet over gravel. "Expose you." The folder felt heavy in my hands, but his gaze felt heavier
The office was cold, but the tension between us was blistering. "But remember, if I go down, I’m taking you with me
Julian finally looked up, his eyes dark and unreadable. A slow, dangerous smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. "In this city, Elara, truth is a commodity. And I happen to have a monopoly on it."
"You’re late, Elara," he said, not looking up from his desk.
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.