Who Said God Exists - Anusiem, Precious
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>From his towering skyscraper-a gleaming monument to his empire-Damian looked down on the city like a king surveying his kingdom. The building itself was a testament to his arrogance, a structure so grand it overshadowed all others, casting long shadows across the streets below. The lobby, adorned with marble floors and golden accents, was designed to intimidate. Employees moved like automatons, their steps brisk, their eyes downcast. They feared the man who ruled their lives, knowing he tolerated no weakness and forgave no mistakes. This morning was no different. Damian strode into the office…mehr

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>From his towering skyscraper-a gleaming monument to his empire-Damian looked down on the city like a king surveying his kingdom. The building itself was a testament to his arrogance, a structure so grand it overshadowed all others, casting long shadows across the streets below. The lobby, adorned with marble floors and golden accents, was designed to intimidate. Employees moved like automatons, their steps brisk, their eyes downcast. They feared the man who ruled their lives, knowing he tolerated no weakness and forgave no mistakes. This morning was no different. Damian strode into the office with the air of a conqueror, his tailored suit cutting a sharp figure as he entered the boardroom. His assistant, Clara, hurried behind him, clutching a tablet filled with his schedule. She knew better than to interrupt him unless absolutely necessary. Damian's piercing gray eyes swept over the room, silencing the murmurs of the gathered executives. "Let's get this over with," he said, his voice cold and commanding. "I don't have time for your excuses today." The executives shifted uncomfortably as the CFO began a presentation on the company's latest earnings. It was a stellar quarter, profits soaring higher than ever, yet Damian found no satisfaction in the numbers. He thrived on fear and control, and his gaze lingered on one junior executive who had dared to make a minor misstep the previous week. "James," Damian said, his voice cutting through the room like a blade. "Remind me, what was your brilliant idea that cost us $2 million in delays?" James stammered, his face pale. "I... I miscalculated the..." "Miscalculated?" Damian's tone dripped with derision. "Miscalculations are for amateurs. Perhaps you'd be better suited to flipping burgers. Get out." Grab your copy today!
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