The dim glow of city lights reflected off the sleek black Rolls-Royce as it pulled into the underground parking lot of an exclusive high-rise. The building wasn't just expensive—it was untouchable. A place only the wealthiest elites even knew existed.
Chris stepped out of the car, his hoodie now gone, replaced by a tailored black suit that fit him like a second skin. His usual quiet demeanor transformed the moment he crossed into his world.
Here, he wasn't just another student blending in.
Here, he was Christopher Daxton Blackwood, heir to an empire spanning continents.
"Welcome back, sir," his personal assistant, Ethan, greeted him, falling into step beside him. "Your father called. Twice."
Chris sighed. "Let me guess. Another business deal?"
Ethan handed him a tablet as they stepped into the penthouse elevator. "The board is concerned about your absence at the last meeting. Your father wants you to attend the upcoming shareholder event."
Chris stared at the numbers climbing on the elevator screen. Same old conversation. Same expectations.
"And my response?"
"I told him you were busy with university."
Chris smirked. "Good. Let them sweat."
The elevator doors slid open, revealing a penthouse that overlooked the entire city. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the breathtaking skyline, while expensive artwork and modern furniture filled the space.
Chris loosened his tie, pouring himself a glass of whiskey from the bar. He barely took a sip before Ethan spoke again.
"There's another issue."
Chris raised a brow. "What now?"
"Skylar Monroe."
The name sent a flicker of something through him. Interest? Annoyance? He wasn't sure.
Ethan continued. "Her family's financial struggles are becoming public knowledge. If the Monroes fall, the vultures will circle."
Chris swirled his drink, watching the amber liquid catch the light. He already knew Skylar's world was crumbling. He could see it in her eyes, in the way she gripped her phone like a lifeline.
"And?" he asked.
Ethan hesitated. "Your father has dealings with her family. If they collapse, there could be consequences."
Chris let out a low chuckle. "So now she's part of the game?"
Ethan adjusted his tie. "Everyone is, sir. Whether they know it or not."
Chris leaned against the window, looking down at the city. Skylar had no idea who he really was. No idea that while she was falling, he was watching.
And the question lingered in his mind—
Would he let her crash? Or would he catch her before she hit the ground?
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