Triumph and Transition

Gonzalo

I got back from Sweden with a clear mind and a burning resolve. 

The past few weeks have been a roller coaster. 

One moment, the deal signed by Marcus and I was about to collapse after that nasty security breach, and the next, I'd clawed my way back to success. 

That breach had been a pain, a minor hiccup in an otherwise flawless plan. 

The woman behind it? Zeina? 

Just an anonymous nuisance, a speck of dust in my grand design. I decided then that I wouldn't waste another thought on her. 

I had bigger fishes to fry.

The very next day, I organized a meeting with Marcus Laurent. 

I walked into the room, my tailored black suit sharp as ever, my steely gaze set on business. 

Marcus was already there, waiting at a long, polished table in a private room of one of our favored venues. He looked very excited.