The private elevator to Victor Aris’s penthouse ascended in total silence, the glass walls offering a sweeping, panoramic view of the glittering Manhattan skyline.

Clara stood near the glass, staring out at the city she now effectively owned a massive piece of. Her heart was beating in

The systematic dismantling of Damien Sterling’s fashion empire did not happen with a loud explosion. It happened with a hundred silent, lethal cuts.

For the next four days, Clara operated out of the executive suite at Aris Global headquarters. She sat behind a sleek glass desk, her post

The penthouse apartment Damien Sterling had purchased at the height of his fame was a monument to his ego. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the glittering skyline, white marble floors stretched endlessly, and mirrored walls reflected his supposed brilliance from every angle.

Tonight