C39 – YOU'RE NOT GOING TO DIE, BEAUTY.

Vasilakis Family Mansion.

The silence in the office was thick—until it shattered with a roar.

"Goddammit! You're completely useless!" Theo Vasilakis bellowed, slamming his palms against the desk with enough force to make the marble ashtray tremble.

Then he straightened, imposing. His dark hair already showed gray at the temples, but that didn't diminish his presence—he had the bearing of an old, dangerous lion, and his green eyes were as cold and expressio