The sun has just risen, emitting a faint golden light across the horizon. It's a new day, but the world feels darker than ever. Justin stood at the floor-to-ceiling window of his penthouse, looking at the city below. From this height, everything seemed so small, as if nothing mattered.He built his empire from nothing. Fighting and reinforcing every control, but now it felt like everything might fall apart in an instant.His phone rang on the table, disturbing his thoughts. He picked it up, seeing an encrypted message from Mark.“We have a problem. Meet me in the office in 30 minutes. It is important.” The urgency of Mark's message didn't sit well with Justin.They’d already dealt with so many threats—media, legal, financial—but something told him this was different. This is a problem that could shake everything to its core. He grabbed his coat and walked out the door without hesitation. The coldness in the air outside reflected the uneasiness in his chest. Every step he took towar

The weight of betrayal lingers like a suffocating mist. Justin stood by his office window, staring at the city skyline but his mind wasn't in the scene. It was fixed on Vanessa, conversations that shattered his trust with the people he had worked so hard to build an empire with. She was a loyal administrator. But in the end, she was no different from anyone else, who played him for their own benefit.Her words stung. Reasons for associating with Ethan cut was deeper than he expected. She hadn’t just sided with his enemy; she had made him question everything about the foundation of his business. Ethan was right. Power, control—it's just not a game for him. That's a personal matter. It's a matter of survival.Justin could feel the cost of that power pressing against him. Every decision and every move he makes has a price, and now the price isn't just the loss of a trusted ally. But also a threat to everything that worked to get him off the hook.The door creaked behind him. And Justin

The following days were a time of work, planning and a time of reflection. Justin has made up his mind. And now there's no going back. His empire, built on years of blood and sweat and calculated moves, is under threat. Ethan has declared war. And Justin accepted the challenge. But when the media campaign began to take shape, it is also clear that real battles are not just fought in boardrooms or in business dealings, it can also be thrashed out in the court of public opinion. The PR department companies were working overtime, crafting responses, drafting statements to prepare Justin for the inevitable questions. But it's not just about public image, it is also a personal matter. Ethan uses the ugliest aspects of Justin's life to paint a picture that is both false and scandalous.The media has been informed of the story. And each new headline seemed more damaging than the last. Every time his name is mentioned often has implications for corruption, dishonesty and treachery. His p

The days leading up to Ethan's next phase felt like a slow, breathless path to an inevitable confrontation. Justin had always prided himself on maintaining control over every aspect of his empire, but this time, things were different. For the first time in years, he felt the weight of war not just on his shoulders. But also deep in his bones. Sitting alone in his office, the soft hum of the city outside his window felt eerily distant. Office lamps flicker softly, casting a long shadow across the room. Every piece of furniture, every file, every email on his screen was a reminder of what was at stake. He is in the middle of a fight. And for the first time, Justin saw no end in sight. His phone rang again, pulling him out of his thoughts. It was Mark.“We’ve got word from inside. Ethan’s team is preparing to drop the bombshell. They’ve got someone lined up to speak out, and it’s big. We need to get ahead of this.”Justin sat back in his chair. The weight of the message fell heavily

The next day, Justin awoke sooner than his usual time, as his mind was already treading the mental paths of what had transpired. Lilly's disloyalty hurt him, but quickly the pain began to replace itself by a cold resolve. He was this way because he was relentless- because he flatly refused to bow down. And that wouldn’t change now.He walked into his office, his haven where he had made multitudes of decisions concerning the fate of his empire. The walls were not comforting at all today; they were lined with dark mahogany, closing in on him. There was a scent of coffee-heavenly, fresh, and inviting, but equally intent on leaving him in the throes of angers light and storm inside his chest. Mark stood by the window, his frame silhouetted against the golden light of these early hours. Definitely, he has been with Justin for years, unwavering in his loyalty. But today, even Mark could sense the shift in the atmosphere. The tension was thick, heavy. Justin hadn’t said much since his co