The God in the Gears
Marcus Thorne did not walk; he glided through the corridors of Thorne Industries like a ghost haunting his own machine. As his executive assistant, my job was to be the interface between the god and the mortals. I managed his schedule, his communications, and the carefully curated illusion of his humanity. In the beginning, Marcus was a whirlwind of passion. He would stay up for seventy-two...
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