Chapter 120

Kylian's Pov

I sat in my office, engrossed in the tasks at hand, when the door swung open, disrupting the tranquility of the room. Rojas sauntered in, his presence unwelcome but undeniable. I remained composed, keeping my attention focused on my work, hoping he would get the message and leave.

Rojas, however, seemed undeterred by my indifference. He strolled around the room, his gaze lingering on the decorative items adorning the walls. With a hint of mockery in his voice, he remarked, "Impressive decor you have here, Kylian. Trying to compensate for something?"

I sighed, finally glancing up at him. "What do you want, Rojas?" I asked, my tone laced with impatience. I had little tolerance for his games and insincere charm.

Rojas chuckled, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he took a seat across from my desk, uninvited. "Ah, straight to the point, as always," he said, a sly grin forming on his face. "I came here to discuss a little arrangement. You see, I believe it'