Inside the massive Imperius family estate, silence ruled the long stone corridors.
A single figure walked down a dimly lit hallway.
His footsteps echoed softly against the marble floor as he moved forward with steady purpose. The faint light from the wall lamps cast long shadows behind him, stretching across the polished stone like silent witnesses to his passage.
Adrian Evan Imperius.
His expression was calm, but his eyes carried a sharp focus as he walked toward a destination he knew well.
The deeper he went into the estate, the quieter everything became. Even the distant sounds of the outside world seemed to vanish behind the thick stone walls of the ancient mansion.
Servants were not allowed here.
Guards did not patrol this wing.
Only one person possessed authority over this part of the estate.
Even Adrian Evan Imperius, head of the family, could not deny that authority.
