Head
The air in the meeting room was as thick as the hatred that hung between the Moreau and Vance families, his archenemy since childhood, who wore his leather jacket over his suit as a silent challenge. Corporate peace required a sacrifice: their marriage. "A year, Kai," Luna declared, her voice steady, ignoring the engagement ring that barely rested on her finger. "A year of façade. After that, we are both free." Kai smiled, a cold gesture that didn't reach his eyes. "You've always been naïve, Luna. Do you think you can control the fire? I am your private hell, and you will be my prison. Don't expect kindnesses. This ring is a chain, and I intend to pull it tight." The ceremony was a spectacle of empty ice and courtesy. When they arrived at the shared mansion, the cold war began. Every hallway, every meal, was a battlefield where mutual contempt was the only thing that held them together. They were two forcing predators. "
About Head
The air in the meeting room was as thick as the hatred that hung between the Moreau and Vance families, his archenemy since childhood, who wore his leather jacket over his suit as a silent challenge. Corporate peace required a sacrifice: their marriage. "A year, Kai," Luna declared, her voice steady, ignoring the engagement ring that barely res...Read more