Valentina PoV
The sound of my pen scratching against the parchment in front of me dragged me out of my own mind, the thoughts I had just been indulging in getting chased away as I looked down and realized that I had signed my name with an excessive amount of force.
It was a missive detailing the upcoming changes in expectations for a certain 'elite' mercenary group I had extensive dealings with, their recent upgrades to their gear as well as the advancement of their Cultivation forcing us two parties to renegotiate a few things.
A rather lucrative relationship that I was keen on continuing for the foreseeable future, but right now the prospect of having a large influx of capital to spend on my other ventures wasn't anywhere near as captivating as what was going on right in front of me.
