Mason’s POV.
It had been a thoroughly hectic day, the kind of brutal, relentless corporate nightmare that left absolutely no room to breathe. Between the sudden market fluctuations in the European sector and the final emergency audits for the overseas logistics, I was chained to my desk until the absolute last minute. I barely even got the chance to get ready for the annual event. My suit had been thrown on in a rushed, mechanical haze in the private executive lounge, my mind still running through quarterly statistics as I manually adjusted my cuffs and shoved my feet into my boots.
By the time my private security team cleared my arrival at the venue, I didn't even have the chance to properly look around the grand ballroom. The second my boots hit the marble floor, I was immediately haul
