Chapter: The Master's Dominion
The luxurious room was an embodiment of silent power and decadence.
Ornate chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, their golden light casting a warm, almost surreal glow across the plush red carpet.
The air inside the room felt dense, heavy with an aura of authority that seemed to emanate from one man seated on the large leather sofa at the center.
On either side of him sat two young women, their poised demeanors betraying the nervous tension in their darting eyes.
The Master, Krish, lounged in his seat with a calculated ease that masked the undercurrent of ferocity in his persona.
At his feet, kneeling on the floor like humbled subjects, were two of the most powerful men in the nation—the President and the Prime Minister.
Their heads were bowed low, beads of sweat glistening on their foreheads, a stark contrast to the man seated comfortably above them.
