My name’s Icarus Reinhart, and if there’s one thing you should know about me, it’s that I’ve got a temper—short, fiery, and impossible to ignore. I never needed much to set me off. A sideways glance, a snide remark, the wrong tone of voice. And when I got angry, I didn’t just yell. I swung. Fists first, questions later. That’s just how I was.

It helped that I had the muscle to back it up. Years of grueling hours at the gym had sculpted me into someone most people knew better than to mess with. I didn’t get pushed around, and I sure as hell didn’t tolerate disrespect.

But there was one person who could pull me back from the edge. One person who could quiet the storm raging inside me—my girlfriend. I never understood how she did it. She didn’t even have to try. A touch, a glance, a few soft words, and suddenly, I wasn’t the raging inferno everyone else knew me to be. With her, I wasn’t just some hotheaded brawler. I was… softer. Calmer. And unlike the rest of the world, she was the rare exception—one of the only people I could never stay mad at.

But right now? Right now, I was pissed.

I wiped the blood from my lip, breathing heavily as I stumbled back a step. My gaze locked onto the man in front of me—the so-called CFO of this company. He had no idea what he was doing, especially not as a CFO, and I wasn’t about to let his incompetence slide. As the CEO of the Individsa Company, I was furious.

I didn’t know whose bright idea it was to call my girl, but for once, someone actually used their brain.