Sophie's eyes widened slightly, the command catching her off guard, but she didn't hesitate.
The absolute authority in his tone triggered the deep, ingrained submission he had wired into her nervous system. She turned and walked swiftly down the hallway, the silk dress shimmering in the dim light.
Ryan watched her go, a dark, satisfied smile touching the corner of his mouth.
He turned back to Diana. The venture capitalist was standing by the desk, her laptop closed, waiting for her next directive.
"The library is yours," Ryan said, his voice dropping into a flat, professional register. "Finish the paperwork. I don't want to see a single loose thread on the Meridian liquidation."
"It will be airtight," Diana promised, her posture rigid with renewed purpose.
Ryan nodded once and walked out of the library, leaving the venture capitalist to her ledgers.
