Waylen’s eyes slitted, his anticipation for the next encounter with Rena palpable.

He yearned to possess her, by any means necessary, to bring his dream to a close and finally take her home.

Fueled by ten years of rigorous training, Waylen executed his plans unflinchingly, fulfilling his objectives that day.

Four o’clock in the afternoon arrived.

As appointed, Darren entered a club and pushed open the door to the private room.

Waylen sat alone, a formidable stack of documents before him.

His demeanor exuded an air of aloof professionalism, a stark departure from the affable young man of the previous night.

A fleeting smile graced Darren’s lips as he inquired.

“Mr.

Fowler, is there something significant you wish to discuss?”

Waylen lifted his gaze.

In an instant, his expression shifted, warmth and geniality sweeping over his features once more.

Standing, he greeted with a smile.

“Mr.

can call me

matter I’d like to discuss

My apologies for intruding.

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Darren was

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of the emerging legal talent before him, and he

for Rena, the notion of Waylen aiding his

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