The Burly Betrayer 1

Jason Cross strode into the towering glass building with the confidence of a man who already owned it. The lobby's scent of polished wood and leather filled his nostrils as he made his way to the elevator.

Dressed in a crisp suit that hugged his athletic frame, Jason exuded power and control, and everyone knew it. 

The ride to the top floor was smooth, with nobody stopping Jason on his way. After all, on the bottom floor, he had made it clear that he was there to see Ivan.

Calling the senior executive by his name like that was impressive enough, but after the receptionist called the man, only to hear him answer with some excitement, they couldn't help but let Jason go up there with some trepidation in their hearts.

He must have a deep connection to the owner. They had better not hold him up.