The penthouse was silent except for the soft hum of the city below, the floor-to-ceiling windows framing the glittering skyline of New York. Mira stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the strap of her dress—a sleek, emerald-green number that hugged her curves and made her feel powerful. Theo watched her from the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest, his expression unreadable.
“You don’t have to do this,” he said, his voice low.
Mira turned, meeting his gaze. “Yes, I do.”
Theo exhaled sharply, pushing off the doorframe and closing the distance between them. His hands settled on her waist, pulling her against him. “He doesn’t deserve your energy.”
“No,” she agreed, her fingers tracing the lapel of his suit. “But I deserve closure.”
Theo’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t argue. He knew her well enough to understand that this wasn’t about revenge. It was about reclaiming her power. About facing the man who had tried to break her and walking away unscathed.
“Then we do this together,” he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
Mira smiled, leaning into him. “Together.”
---
### **The Boardroom**
The Sterling & Voss headquarters was a towering monolith of glass and steel, a symbol of corporate power. Mira had walked these halls before—back when she was Daniel’s pawn, back when she thought she had no choice but to play his games.
But not today.
Today, she walked in with her head held high, Theo at her side, his presence a silent warning to anyone who dared to cross them.
The boardroom was already full when they arrived. Daniel sat at the head of the table, his usual smug expression in place. But when his eyes landed on Mira, something flickered in his gaze—something like unease.
Good.
Theo pulled out a chair for her, his touch lingering just a second longer than necessary before he took his own seat beside her. The other board members exchanged glances, sensing the tension in the room.
Daniel cleared his throat. “Mira. I wasn’t expecting you.”
Mira leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs. “I’m sure you weren’t.”
Daniel’s eyes flicked to Theo, then back to her. “What’s this about?”
Mira smiled, slow and deliberate. “This is about the truth.”
Daniel’s expression darkened. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t you?” Theo interjected, his voice dangerously calm. “Because I think you do.”
Daniel’s fingers tightened around his pen. “If this is about the merger—”
“This isn’t about the merger,” Mira cut in. “This is about the emails. The blackmail. The lies.”
The room went still.
Daniel’s face paled. “I have no idea what you’re accusing me of.”
Mira reached into her bag and pulled out a file, sliding it across the table. “Then let me refresh your memory.”
Daniel didn’t touch it. His eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape.
Theo leaned forward, his voice a low growl. “You really thought you could get away with it?”
Daniel’s composure cracked. “You have no proof.”
Mira laughed, the sound sharp and humorless. “Oh, Daniel. You always were arrogant.” She tapped the file. “But we do. Emails. Bank records. Witness statements. Everything.”
Daniel’s hands shook. “You can’t—”
“We can,” Theo said, his voice deadly calm. “And we will.”
---
### **The Fallout**
The boardroom erupted into chaos.
Daniel’s face twisted in fury as the evidence was laid out before him—proof of his embezzlement, his blackmail, his manipulation. The board members turned on him, their voices rising in outrage.
“You stole from this company!” one of them shouted.
“You lied to us!” another accused.
Daniel’s eyes burned with hatred as he looked at Mira. “You did this.”
Mira met his gaze without flinching. “No. You did this to yourself.”
Theo stood, his presence commanding. “Daniel Sterling, you’re finished. Not just here. Everywhere.”
Daniel’s breath came in ragged gasps. “You think this changes anything? I’ll fight this. I’ll—”
“You’ll lose,” Mira said softly. “Because the truth is out. And the truth always wins.”
Daniel’s shoulders slumped, his defeat written in every line of his body.
Theo turned to the board. “I suggest you handle this internally. Because if you don’t, the press will.”
The board members exchanged glances before nodding in agreement.
Mira stood, smoothing her dress. “I think we’re done here.”
Theo took her hand, his grip firm and reassuring. “Let’s go home.”
---
### **The Aftermath**
The elevator ride down was silent, the weight of what had just happened settling over them. Mira leaned into Theo, her body trembling slightly.
“You were incredible,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple.
Mira exhaled, her fingers tightening around his. “I just wanted it to be over.”
Theo turned her to face him, his hands cupping her cheeks. “It is over.”
Mira searched his eyes, her heart pounding. “Is it?”
Theo smiled, slow and sure. “Yes. He’s ruined. And you? You’re free.”
Mira closed her eyes, letting his words sink in. Free.
For the first time in years, she truly was.
---
### **The Future**
The penthouse was warm when they returned, the city lights twinkling beyond the windows. Mira kicked off her heels, sighing as her feet sank into the plush carpet.
Theo poured them each a glass of whiskey, handing one to her. “To new beginnings.”
Mira clinked her glass against his, taking a sip. “To new beginnings.”
Theo set his glass down, pulling her into his arms. “You know what this means, don’t you?”
Mira arched a brow. “What?”
“No more looking back.” His hands slid down her back, pulling her flush against him. “Only forward.”
Mira smiled, her heart full. “Forward sounds perfect.”
Theo’s lips crashed down on hers, his kiss fierce and possessive. Mira melted into him, her hands tangling in his hair as she kissed him back with equal fervor.
When they finally broke apart, breathless, Theo rested his forehead against hers. “I love you.”
Mira’s smile softened. “I love you too.”
And for the first time, she believed it.
This wasn’t just an ending.
It was a beginning.
**THE END.**