The estate was bathed in soft golden light as the morning sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the sleek, modern interior of the living room. Outside, the vast property stretched into carefully manicured gardens, their dewdrops glistening under the sunlight.
It was a peaceful, almost perfect morning—except for Emilia, who was anything but at peace.
Seated on the plush leather couch, Emilia was buried in documents, her eyes darting between reports, contracts, and launch schedules. Normally, her mornings revolved around handling matters related to Obsidian Enterprises, but today, she was also overseeing final preparations for the big launch event tonight helping Esmeralda, Suzie and Lizzie.
Stacks of paperwork sat around her like fortresses, her tablet resting on the armrest with multiple tabs open, notifications popping up left and right. A coffee cup, untouched and now probably cold, was off to the side—evidence of how deep she was into her work.
