Chapter Forty-Three

Ethan sat in his sleek, modern office, staring out the window at the cityscape below. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the skyline, but his mind was far from the picturesque view. His thoughts were still tangled in the events of the past few days. Sasha’s revelation had hit him harder than he cared to admit. Nyx. The woman who had been shaking up the underworld with her audacious moves was none other than Sasha. The woman he had vowed to protect had thrown herself into the darkest depths of his world, and he couldn’t decide whether to be proud of her or terrified for her.

His internal battle was interrupted by a knock on the door. Peter, his ever-efficient assistant, stepped into the room, holding a tablet in one hand and a file in the other that required Ethan’s attention.

“Good afternoon, sir,” Peter began, his tone respectful yet businesslike. “I have some news and updates for you.”

Ethan nodded, gesturing for Peter to continue as he leaned back in his chair, trying to