"Miss." The guard's voice snapped her out of her thoughts.
Serene followed him down a long corridor.
He stopped in front of a room. "Sir is waiting for you inside."
Serene composed herself and pushed the door open.
The light was soft. A man in his late fifties sat behind a large wooden desk, his posture relaxed, yet commanding. His presence filled the room without effort.
It was Victor.
He gestured toward the chair across from him. "Sit."
Serene took her seat, her gaze steady.
Victor smirked. He had already learned about Marco. And he knew he was Dominic's next target. But before that, he wanted to end his enemy.
Serene had approached him at the right moment. She, with her intelligence and beauty, could be useful for him in many ways.
"So… you finally decided to join me. What changed your mind so suddenly?"
She remembered the countless times he had reached out, requested her to join him, and even offered money and power. But every time, she had refused.
