The Knife’s Question
Author: Alia Writes
last update2025-10-19 17:03:07

The doors to the Imperial Tower ballroom slammed shut with a metallic echo. The chatter, laughter, and sound of clinking glasses died instantly. A cold silence fell over the room as Luca Moretti stood in front of the sealed exits, his shadow stretching across the marble floor like a blade.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” he said calmly, voice steady but thick with restrained menace, “change of plans.”

Every eye turned toward him. Celia’s expression was unreadable—half intrigued, half wary. The investors glanced at each other, their smiles fading.

“There’s been a breach,” Luca continued. “One of my warehouses was hit tonight. Millions lost. My men dead.”

He began walking slowly along the length of the table, his gaze sliding from one face to the next. “Someone here knew my routes, my schedule, my guards. Someone here fed information to my enemies.”

A murmur ran through the crowd, but no one spoke. Luca’s polished shoes clicked against the floor—steady, deliberate, rhythmic.

“Before I built an
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