Chapter 18:

Ethan Black.

Time: 7:58 pm.

Location: penthouse nestled atop central park Tower Manhattan.

I sat quietly in my penthouse corner bar, gazing out the window at the twinkling lights of the city below. I took a sip of my whiskey, savoring the smoky flavor as it warmed my throat and I cringed my face slightly at the bitter taste.

It had been a long stressful day at the office after Mother left, and I was grateful for the peace and quiet of my private sanctuary.

But as I looked around the dimly lit room, I realized that something was off. It was too quiet.

Didn't I have a new bride somewhere around here??? I needed to put my new devious scheme into action of siring an heir to the Black industry.

I furrowed my brows in concern. Where could she be? I turned to Victoria, who was tidying up the bar. "Victoria, have you seen my wife?"

Victoria looked up from her work, a frown creasing on her forehead. "No, Mr. Black, I haven't seen her since she left as soon as she arrived."

My frown deepened