The diamond ring glints under the ballroom chandeliers, cold and flawless—just like Julian Voss’s smile.

He didn’t ask. He announced. Live. On every network. 'I will marry Eleanor Vale.' Gasps ripple through the room. Champagne flutes freeze mid-sip. I don’t flinch. I built Thunder Circle from a whisper in a backroom deal—I won’t break because a man with glacier eyes rewrites my future in one sentence.

But then he leans close, voice a velvet threat: 'You taught me power loves silence… so let’s see how long you stay quiet when I own your name.'

My pulse thrums. Cameras swarm. My past—buried beneath shell companies and encrypted ledgers—is one misstep from exposure. Damien, across the room, stares like I’ve betrayed him. As if he didn’t burn our love to fuel his empire.

Julian extends his hand. The world waits. Do I take it—and weaponize this marriage into my comeback? Do I walk out and vanish again? Or do I speak, right here, and reveal I’m not just a woman he can claim… but the architect of everything he thinks he controls?