At Ivory Heights
The morning sun spilled into the penthouse like golden silk, slipping past sheer curtains and warming the marble floors. It was early, but the world was already knocking, literally.
Alaric woke to nonstop calls followed by endless knocks on the door. He dragged himself up, leaning against the headboard to see Ezra at the door, barely containing himself.
"You're viral," Ezra blurted before even offering a proper greeting. "Vantex Sentinel has exploded since last night's event. Not just the tech circles, everyone's talking about Vantex. Your photos are everywhere, and there is a fan page dedicated to you.. for your looks, by the way." He stifled a laugh.
"People are losing their minds trying to decode your 'past wild behavior.' Some say you had a secret twin, others think heartbreak made you go rogue."
