Ethan;
The boardroom always feels colder than the rest of the building.
Maybe it's the glass walls… Maybe it's the long table that stretches across the room like a dark, quiet threat…. Or maybe it's the people seated around it.
People who smile with their mouths and calculate with their eyes.
Impecably dressed men and women who ooz of power and control. They look like they can decide the fate of countries, and no one would say anything about it, yet the most intimidating of them all is the youngest looking.
Alpha Aurelian.
I stand slightly behind his chair, with a tablet in hand, and fingers hovering over the screen as the presentation continues.
This is the meeting he's postponed three times. Each time with a different excuse.
Other meetings, negotiations… or just scheduling conflicts.
Today, there was no postponing.
And somehow, I'm here, leading the presentation for him.
