Elena's P.O.V
The realization hit me like a sudden gust of wind, my surroundings unfamiliar and tinged with an air of secrecy. I was standing in the middle of Vincent's office, the heart of his operations, a place I hadn't intended to be for a long time now.
How could I let this opportunity slip when Vincent himself had brought me to it?
Vincent's office, with its mahogany furniture and vintage charm, felt like a realm of hidden mysteries. But it held secrets that could tip the balance of power in his favor.
But now that I was here, my mind had suddenly gone blank. The events from earlier still fresh in my mind, interfered with my real mission and that moment of lapse grated on my nerves, making me angry at myself.
"Don't just stand there Elena, do something." I snapped at myself when my feet refused to move.
