Selene perched on the edge of a leather armchair in her meticulously styled apartment, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against the armrest. The soft glow of the city lights streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but her attention was elsewhere—on the dossier spread out before her. It was thick with information, pages detailing the life of one Malia Brown. The once-insignificant woman had transformed into a thorn in Selene's side, a woman who now commanded attention and, worse, held Nixus' interest.
Selene's jaw clenched as she flipped through the documents her hired investigator had delivered earlier that day. Every page told a story: Malia's humble beginnings, her steady rise in the corporate world, and, most intriguingly, her seemingly spotless public record. Yet, the spotless image grated on Selene. No one ascended to power without secrets buried deep.
And Selene was determined to unearth them.
