"It's ours," Lukas replied, smiling. "One day, you'll decide what it becomes next."
Bella slipped her hand into his, pride shining in her gaze. For her, the building wasn't just about wealth—it was proof of the countless hours Lukas had poured into building not only companies but also a future. They toured the lobby together, Liora's laughter echoing off the marble as she skipped ahead.
As evening fell, Lukas stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor, the city's lights sprawling beneath him like a sea of stars. Six hundred million dollars in stone, steel, and glass—but to him, it was simply another way to provide, to create, and to dream bigger. And in the quiet of that high vantage point, he felt not just like a wealthy man, but a man building something that would outlast him.
