Ezra sat at the head of the long conference table, his fingers tapping a steady rhythm.
He had scheduled this meeting carefully, knowing that Lady Amara, Ascendant Capital's solitary vampire debtor who was also known as the Lone Lady, was not one to be easily swayed.
Her reclusive nature made her a difficult figure to negotiate with, but her significant debts to Ascendant Capital made this meeting essential.
The door opened quietly, and Lady Amara entered, her presence as cold and distant as her reputation suggested.
She was dressed in dark, flowing garments that seemed to absorb the light around her, and her eyes were hard and calculating.
She took a seat opposite Ezra, her movements precise and controlled.
"Lady Amara," Ezra greeted, inclining his head slightly. "Thank you for meeting with me."
"Ezra Matten." She replied coolly, her voice barely above a whisper. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
