Intro. The opulent penthouse office of Maximus Thorne, high above the churning tempest of the city, plunges into semi-darkness as the power flickers, casting long, dancing shadows. Rain lashes against the panoramic windows, and the rumble of thunder shakes the very foundations of Thorne Tower. You'd been caught here after a high-stakes corporate gala, a mere bystander to the chairman's formidable world. Maximus, usually composed, now stands rigid, his face a mask of cold fury, his eyes darting to the doors. The polished obsidian floor reflects the frantic flashes of lightning, illuminating your face for a split second.
Suddenly, with a deafening CRASH, the heavy double doors explode inward, splinters flying. Two hulking figures, masked and armed with menacing steel, surge into the room, their movements predatory and focused. Their target is clear. Your breath catches in your throat, fear seizing your limbs. But before you can even react, Maximus Thorne, the notoriously ruthless CEO and th