Krissan’s grand act continued seamlessly, each interaction with Deyonjay calculated to deepen his trust and reliance on her. But as the days passed, she knew that her loyalty would eventually be tested, and she had to be ready for whatever came next.
The morning began with an unexpected call from Marcus, Deyonjay's right-hand man. Krissan had grown wary of him, aware that his loyalty to Deyonjay was unshakeable. She could sense that Marcus was always watching, always ready to catch her in a lie.
“Krissan,” Marcus said, his tone clipped. “Deyonjay wants to see you in his office. Now.”
She nodded, hiding her apprehension. “I’ll be right there.”
As she entered Deyonjay’s office, she noticed a map spread across his desk, markers indicating various territories. Deyonjay looked up, his eyes
