Anna's POV I sat at my desk, staring blankly at the pile of documents in front of me, but my mind was elsewhere, consumed by a question that kept nagging at me. Michael Russo. His name had come up several times in recent weeks, always in the context of opposition. He was actively working against
Anna's POV As the men continued their assault, Chloe’s expressions shifted between ecstasy and abandon, her body arching and contorting with every thrust. They were relentless, switching positions and taking turns as if she were nothing more than a toy to be passed around. The camera zoomed in, ca
Anna's POV My business has been flourishing, and we're not just surviving—we're thriving. Despite being the new player on the block, we've managed to hold our own against older, more established companies. It's almost as if they can sense the threat we pose because they’ve been trying every dirty
Anna's POV James nodded, his eyes gleaming with approval. He loved a good game just as much as I did, and he thrived on the thrill of outsmarting the competition. “You know, they’ve underestimated you for far too long. They have no idea what’s coming.” “Exactly,” I said, feeling a surge of dete
**Anna's POV** I made my way over to the section where Chloe was browsing, pretending to admire a dress. “You know, Chloe,” I said casually, “I’ve heard a lot about this anniversary. It sounds like it’s going to be quite the event.” She glanced at me, her expression guarded. “Of course it will b
**Anna's POV** I decided to visit one of the most renowned fashion designers in the industry, someone Harvey had introduced me to. She was internationally acclaimed for her exquisite work and attention to detail, exactly the kind of person I needed for the vision I had in mind. As I walked into he
**Anna's POV** “Ma’am, please try not to cry,” the makeup artist pleaded gently, noticing the glassy look in my eyes. “It’ll ruin the makeup, and we’ve worked so hard to get everything perfect.” I glanced at her and couldn’t help but smile, seeing the anxiety etched on her face as though she was
**Anna's POV** The grandeur of the Scott family’s 30th anniversary party was as ostentatious as I had expected. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting shimmering lights across the room, and the tables were adorned with elaborate floral arrangements. The air was filled with the buzz of