Shadows Of Disire

t light of dawn was breaking over the horizon, casting a golden glow over the building

d left them both rattled. He was asking for a meeting, claiming he had information that coul

ut her. She had tried so hard to put that part of her life behind her, but now it felt like

determination. He walked over to her, pulling her into a tight

s eyes. "What if this is just another trap?

"We don't have a choice. We need answers, and this might be our o

breath to steady herself

he kind of place where no one asked questions, where privacy was the unspoken rule. Marcus was already there, seated at a corne

om him. "You've got five minutes to explain wh

betrayed you. And I won't make excuses for what I did. But I had no choice, Evelyn

e narrowed, filled with barely contained fur

can try to make it right. What's in that envelope will give you the leverage you ne

sly, sifting through the documents. Her eyes widened as she realized t

will. But you need to act fast. They're planning something

If you're lying to us, Marcus, I swear thi

eyes. "I'm not lying, Alex. I just want

his internal struggle. He finally nodded, his expressi

feeling a glimmer of hope. They had what they needed

clenching and unclenching around the stem of her wine glass. David

. You're making me n

e, David. Marcus has gone rogue. If he giv

e got a plan. If Marcus betrays us, we'll just tak

x and Sophie? They're not going to just roll over and l

e the press gets the story we fed them. By the time they finish tearing Alex's

lculating. "Then let's fini

d corruption at Carlisle Enterprises. Pictures of Alex and Sophie splashed across e

friends, acquaintances, and even strangers. The rumors were s

at the center of the storm, barking orders to his PR team, his eyes blazing with fury. Sophi

. He crossed the room in a few strides, pulling her int

illed with emotion. "I know. And I'm righ

g strength from her presence. "We have

was packed with reporters, their cameras flashing as he

rprises are false. They are part of a smear campaign orchestrated by my former business associate

have evidence bank records, transactions, emails-that will

ed his hand, silencing the crowd. "This is only the beginning. We will be filing

relief wash over her. They had taken the first step

t of the penthouse, Alex's phone buzzed with a new

ked, her heart sinking

nmistakable. It showed Marcus, tied to a chair, bruise

, Marcus? You were wrong. This i

ack, followed by a

're

e with horror. She looked at Alex, her voice

cold, deadly resolve. "N