2026-01-21 03:43:05The lights in the penthouse office died instantly. A heavy click echoed through the room, followed by the low hum of the backup generator.
Suddenly, red emergency lights flashed on. They bathed the luxury suite in a bloody, pulsing glow. The shadows in the corners grew long and twisted.
Jax jumped back. His confident smile vanished. "What did you do, Ronan?" he shouted. His voice cracked a little.
Ronan stood by the window. He did not move. He did not blink. The red light washed over his face, but he looked like a statue made of ice. He looked down at the street below.
"Listen," Ronan said softly.
From far away, the sound grew louder. Wail. Wail. Wail.
Sirens. Many of them.
Jax let out a nervous laugh. He adjusted his expensive tie, trying to look brave. "You hear that? That is for you, little brother. I told you. You lost. They are coming to take you away for fraud."
Ronan turned slowly. He put his hands in his pockets. He looked relaxed. "Are they?"
Elena was sitting at the heavy oak desk. She was typing furiously on Jax’s laptop. Her face was illuminated by the white screen. Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.
"Jax," Elena whispered. Her voice trembled.
"Not now, Elena! I’m watching Ronan cry," Jax sneered.
"Jax!" she screamed. She stood up, knocking the chair over. "The money! The offshore accounts! Look!"
Jax ran to the desk. He pushed Elena aside and stared at the screen. His eyes went wide. His mouth opened, but no sound came out.
The screen showed a bank transfer history.
Status: COMPLETE.
Balance: $0.00.
"Where is it?" Jax whispered. He hit the refresh button. Once. Twice. "Where is the money?"
"It is currently sitting in a frozen evidence account," Ronan said. His voice was calm, contrasting with the chaos in the room. "The FBI tracks digital theft very well when you give them the right IP addresses."
Jax spun around. His face was red with rage. He lunged at Ronan, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt. "You stole it back! That is my money!"
Ronan did not fight back. He simply looked at Jax’s hands. "It was never your money. It belonged to the company. And now, the authorities know exactly who moved it."
Below them, the sirens stopped. Tires screeched against the pavement. Car doors slammed shut.
Elena looked from the empty laptop screen to the window. She saw the blue and red lights dancing on the ceiling. She realized the truth. The game was over. The money was gone. Jax was finished.
She made her choice.
Elena rushed forward. She shoved Jax hard. He stumbled back, surprised by her strength.
"Get away from him!" she yelled at Jax. Then, she turned to Ronan. Her eyes filled with instant, big tears. Her lip quivered. She reached out to touch Ronan’s chest, her fingers trembling.
"Ronan, baby, please," she sobbed. "I was manipulated! It was him! Jax made me do it. I was so scared. I only wanted to help you."
She tried to hug him, to bury her face in his neck like she used to do.
Ronan took one step back.
Elena almost fell. She looked up at him, shocked. She waited for him to get angry. She waited for him to yell.
But Ronan looked at her with zero emotion. There was no love in his eyes. There was no hate. There was only nothing. It was like looking at a stranger.
"Ronan?" she whispered.
"I filed for divorce this morning," Ronan said. His tone was flat, like he was reading a grocery list. "My lawyers sent the papers an hour ago. And since Lumina was built on stolen assets, the prenup is void. You get nothing. No house. No cars. No alimony."
Elena’s jaw dropped. The sobbing stopped instantly. "You... you can't."
"I can. And I did." Ronan checked his watch. "Right about... now."
CRASH.
The double doors to the office burst open.
Men in tactical gear stormed into the room. "Police! Hands where we can see them!"
Jax raised his hands, shaking violently. Elena backed into the wall, her makeup running down her face.
But the police did not come alone. Two officers dragged a man into the room. He was wearing a dark hoodie, and his hands were cuffed behind his back. He had a bruise on his cheek and looked terrified.
Ronan nodded at the man. "Hello, Marcus."
Jax gasped. He recognized the man. It was the hitman he had hired to kill Ronan.
The police captain stepped forward. He looked at the man in cuffs. "Identify them."
The hitman was sweating. He knew he was caught. He knew Ronan had tracked him to the lobby and trapped him there until the police arrived. He wanted a deal. He wanted less prison time.
The hitman lifted his head. He looked straight at the trembling couple. He shouted loud and clear. "Them! It was them! They paid me!"
The hitman pointed a shaking finger directly at Jax and Elena. "They paid me ten thousand to kill him! I have the text messages! I have the recordings!"
An officer stepped toward Jax, pulling a pair of silver handcuffs from his belt. Another officer moved toward Elena.
Ronan turned his back on them. He walked to the window and looked out at the city lights. He took a deep breath. For the first time in years, the air felt clean.
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Chapter 10: Foundation
The neon sign outside the window buzzed like an angry fly. Bzzzt. Click. Bzzzt.Elena hated that sound. She hated the smell of the room, which was like old wet towels and stale smoke. She hated the peeling yellow wallpaper. Most of all, she hated that this was her life now.Three days ago, she was the queen of the city. She had a penthouse, a limousine, and millions of dollars. Now, she was in room 204 of the Sunset Motel."Elena, please sit down," Jax said. He sat on the edge of the lumpy bed. His expensive suit was wrinkled. He looked ten years older than he did last week. "We are out on bail. We are lucky to be here."Elena did not sit. She paced back and forth on the stained carpet. Her hair was messy. Her eyes were wide and red. She looked like a trapped animal."Lucky?" she snapped. She pointed a shaking finger at the door. "They took my company, Jax! They froze my accounts. The news calls me a fraud. I have nothing.""We have our freedom," Jax whispered. "Let’s just run. We can
Chapter 9: The New King
The air outside the Grand Lumina Hotel smelled like burning plastic and expensive perfume. Black smoke rose into the night sky. It looked like a dark stain against the moon.Ronan pushed open the heavy side door. He stepped out onto the cold pavement. The noise hit him instantly. Sirens screamed from every direction. Red and blue lights flashed, blinding anyone who looked directly at them.A crowd had gathered behind the yellow police tape. There were hundreds of them. Reporters held cameras high above their heads. They shouted questions that no one answered."Is the CEO inside?" one reporter yelled."Did the servers explode?" asked another.Ronan walked straight toward them. He wore a faded black hoodie and jeans. He kept his head down. His hands were deep in his pockets.To the crowd, he was nobody. He was just a scared guest escaping the fire. A cameraman actually shoved Ronan’s shoulder to get a better shot of the burning building."Move, kid! You're blocking the view!" the camera
Chapter 8: Served Cold
The lights in the penthouse office died instantly. A heavy click echoed through the room, followed by the low hum of the backup generator.Suddenly, red emergency lights flashed on. They bathed the luxury suite in a bloody, pulsing glow. The shadows in the corners grew long and twisted.Jax jumped back. His confident smile vanished. "What did you do, Ronan?" he shouted. His voice cracked a little.Ronan stood by the window. He did not move. He did not blink. The red light washed over his face, but he looked like a statue made of ice. He looked down at the street below."Listen," Ronan said softly.From far away, the sound grew louder. Wail. Wail. Wail.Sirens. Many of them.Jax let out a nervous laugh. He adjusted his expensive tie, trying to look brave. "You hear that? That is for you, little brother. I told you. You lost. They are coming to take you away for fraud."Ronan turned slowly. He put his hands in his pockets. He looked relaxed. "Are they?"Elena was sitting at the heavy oa
Chapter 7: The Crash
The air in the boardroom was hot and heavy. It smelled like sweat and expensive coffee. On the giant screen at the front of the room, a digital clock counted down.00:59… 00:58… 00:57.Jax sat at the main control desk. He was not looking at the crowd. He was looking at his laptop. His fingers flew across the keyboard. Click-clack-click-clack. He hit the "Enter" key hard.A red box popped up on his screen. ACCESS DENIED."No, no, no," Jax whispered. He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. His skin was wet and shiny. He typed again, faster this time. He tried to break through the firewall. He was the CTO. He was supposed to control the system. But the system was fighting back."Jax?" a board member asked from the table. "Why is the screen turning red?""Quiet!" Jax snapped. He typed a new code.ACCESS DENIED.Ronan stood on the stage. He was perfectly still. He looked like he was waiting for a meal, not destroying a billion-dollar company. He watched Jax struggle."It is a comp
Chapter 6: Panic in the Penthouse
The air in the luxury penthouse was cold, but the people inside were sweating. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling like frozen rain. Below them, twenty of the city’s richest investors held glasses of expensive champagne. They wore Italian suits and fake smiles.Ronan stood near the window. He looked calm. He wore a simple black suit that made him look like a shadow in the bright room. Next to him, Elena stood tall. She wore a dress the color of blood. She looked like a queen, but her eyes were darting around the room. She was nervous."Ladies and gentlemen," Elena said, raising her glass. Her voice was smooth like silk. "Forget the drama. Today, we launch the new system. Today, we double your wealth."The investors clapped. They liked money.Then, Ronan touched his phone. He did not look at it. He just tapped the screen once.On the giant wall monitor, the green line stopped. It froze.A loud beep echoed through the room. It sounded like a hospital heart monitor when a patient
Chapter 5: Source Code
The feedback noise was like a knife in every ear.Screech!The high-pitched sound blasted through the massive speakers of the Grand Hall. Investors covered their ears. Expensive champagne glasses shattered on the floor."Cut it!" Elena screamed from the side of the stage. Her face was twisted with panic. She pointed at the sound booth in the back. "Cut the mic! Turn it off now!"Inside the glass booth, the technician was frantically hitting buttons. He looked terrified. He pressed the master power switch, but the lights on his board stayed green. He grabbed his walkie-talkie. "I can't, Ms. Elena! The system is locked out. I have no control!""Pull the plug!" Elena yelled, her voice barely audible over the screeching noise."It’s not the hardware!" the technician yelled back, his face pale. "It’s the software. Prometheus… it has taken full control of the building. It won’t let me in!"Suddenly, the screeching stopped.It didn't fade away. It cut to total silence instantly.The silence
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