Chapter 3: Locked Out
At 12:03 AM, Marcus was escorted out.
Not dramatically. Not loudly.
Just… firmly.
“Sir, your access has been terminated.”
He stared at the security team, confused, then furious.
“Do you know who I am?”
“Yes, sir,” one guard replied. “But we also know who owns this property.”
Marcus’s stomach dropped.
Behind him, his mistress clutched the silk robe tighter, her confidence dissolving.
“Fix this,” she whispered.
But there was nothing to fix.
Across the city—and across the world—his name was being removed.
From systems.
From accounts.
May you like
From authority.
By 12:15 AM, Marcus Hale no longer controlled a single hotel.
