VICTORIA WASHINGTON;
I watched as Vincenzo addressed his employees, and I couldn’t help but shake my head. There was no way I could work for someone with an ego taller than Mount Everest.
Just then, a stunning woman stepped forward, her skin glowing with a warm radiance that turned heads. "Hello, Mr. Volkov. I'm Juliet Taylor," she introduced herself with a graceful smile, extending her hand toward Vincenzo.
I broke my silence, captivated. “You’re beautiful, Juliet.” Heads turned in my direction, surprised—I hadn’t commented on any of the other models who’d walked through the door, but something about Juliet was undeniably striking.
“Oh, thank you… Mrs…?”
“Mrs. Victoria,” I replied with a smile.
Before Evelyn could speak, Vincenzo held up his hand, silencing her. His gaze fixed on Ju
