Sienna’s POV
The mirror had always been my first test, and this morning was no different. I stood in front of it, tilting my chin and shaping a smile that seemed effortless, though I had spent years perfecting it.
My reflection looked flawless, every strand of glossy hair in place, makeup enhancing rather than hiding. The silk blouse fit just right, and the pencil skirt balanced elegance with a quiet sense of authority.
“Dominate them with your look, make yourself irresistible,” I reminded myself, a mantra I’d carried for as long as I could remember. It wasn’t only about beauty; it was a strategy and armor. The color on my lips, the height of my heels, every detail was chosen with purpose, each one meant to tilt the room in my favor.
Satisfied with what I saw, I ran my hand over my wa
