Chapter 2: The Groom’s Ledger
The penthouse was supposed to be his fortress, but it had become his prison. As Elena paced around him, she pulled a sleek, encrypted tablet from the hidden lining of her corset. It contained everything: the shell companies, the illegal weapons shipments, the offshore accounts in the Cayman Islands.
"You spent months trying to frame me for embezzlement," she said, tapping the screen. "Meanwhile, I spent every night in this house documenting your crimes. Every text, every bribe, every life you ruined."
Julian’s face went pale. He tried to scramble toward his desk—where he kept a concealed firearm—but Elena was faster. She kicked the desk chair, pinning his hand beneath the heavy mahogany. He screamed, but she didn’t flinch. She was a ghost of a woman he had never truly met. She wasn't just a bride; she was the final operative of the Aegis Initiative, a shadow organization dedicated to cleaning up the world's most dangerous "billionaires."
