Front-Row Seat to Ruin

Sylvia's POV.

I sat back in the plush leather chair, a glass of red wine swirling lazily between my fingers. My gaze was fixed out the large window, the view of the city stretching below. Lights flickered in the distance, the hum of the streets drifting up, but my mind was far from the noise of the world. The world that didn’t even know I was pulling strings behind the scenes.

But Don... Vivienne.