Dalton sat alone in his office, a sense of unease settling over him. The memory of Mia, her intelligence, her spirit, and her unwavering loyalty to Ethan gnawed at him. He had made a grave mistake, pushing her away with his arrogance and pride.
"One day," he muttered to himself, his voice a low growl. "One day, she will all be mine."
A dangerous plan began to form in his mind. He would use his influence and resources to disrupt Mia and Ethan's happiness, to sow discord between them, and to ultimately win her back.
"She'll regret rejecting me," he muttered to himself, his voice filled with a venomous intensity. "She'll see the error of her ways."
He envisioned a future where Mia was his, where she was begging for his forgiveness. The thought filled him with a twisted sense of satisfaction. But he knew he had to play his cards carefully. Every move had to be calculated, every step deliberate.
He started by subtly undermining Ethan's reputation, spreading rumors about his incompetence and questionable ethics. He also began to shower Mia with attention, offering her opportunities and favors. He hoped that by gradually re-entering her life, he could rekindle their past connection.
As his plan unfolded, he felt a surge of power. He was manipulating events, controlling the narrative. But he also knew that he was playing a dangerous game. One wrong move could expose his true intentions and lead to his downfall.
Yet, the allure of power and control was too strong. He was willing to risk everything to achieve his goal. He would stop at nothing to reclaim what he believed was rightfully his.