Lusia Santinello.

She steps off the taxi and into the pedestrian lane in front of the large company.

Santinello Corporation.

She looks up at the top and sees that she's unable to see the top of the building. She sighs and walks towards the double doors.

As the woman stepped into the lobby, she was immediately struck by the sheer scale of the company's headquarters. Towering ceilings and sleek, modern decor seemed to stretch on forever, and the soft hum of conversation and keyboards filled the air. She approached the reception desk, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Can I help you ma'am?" the receptionist asked, looking up from her screen.

"I'm here to see Lucas Santinello," the woman replies, her voice oddly steady.

"Do you have an appointment?" the receptionist asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.

She's asking to see the boss so lightheartedly, like he's not even special at all...

"No, but he'll see me if he hears I'm here." the woman said, her confidence growing.

The receptionist raised an eyebrow bu