Chapter 14 The Plot Thickens

• The air in Damien Russo's office hung thick with the scent of precious leather and old furniture. The room, a testament to his ruthless ambition was a study in dark mahogany and polished chrome. The walls were lined with rare art, each piece named for its imposing presence, while the windows overlooking the sprawling cityscape, offered a panoramic view of the conglomerate Damien was determined to claim.
• Damien, a man sculpted from determinedness and ambition sat at his office, a fort of polished and dark wood. His eyes as sharp as a sharpened blade, were fixed on the intricate patterns etched onto a demitasse wallpaper, an atomic replica of the structure that housed his rival's conglomerate. Liam Callahan, the man who had amassed a fortune that suppressed Damien's own was a constant nuisance in his side, a man whose success was a diurnal memorial of Damien's intentions.
• Rachael, his assistant and confidant stood beside him, her elegant figure a stark discrepancy to the assessing virility of the room. Her face, framed by a waterfall of dark auburn hair, bore the mark of solicitude, her eyes reflecting the intensity of Damien's own. They were both consumed by their shared preoccupation which was bringing Liam Callahan down.