Chapter 72

• The large, exquisite office that once felt like a throne room to Adonis now felt cold and impersonal. The usually sparkling city view from his expansive windows did nothing to lift his spirits.
• The silence of the room was interrupted only by the occasional chime of an email notification or a distant phone ringing, sounds that he now found jarringly out of place. Papers lay scattered, unattended. A deep sigh escaped his lips. How had things gotten so complicated?
• He leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. His normally sharp, intimidating eyes were now dulled with sadness and regret.