“I Don’t Oppose the Purchase.” The Penthouse, the Mistress, and the Five-Day Countdown
Henri Salgado’s office smelled like power. Polished cedar. Italian leather. Espresso so bitter it advertised its price. From the thirty-fifth floor of a glass tower in La Défense, Paris spread beneath him like a board game designed for people who believed they could never lose. Henri loved that view. It reminded him that the city … Read more