LOVE DESIGN
Victoria stood before the towering glass facade of the Vance Empire, a predatory smirk playing on her lips. She didn't just see a corporate headquarters; she saw her future throne. This will all be mine, she thought, her eyes narrowing, the moment that little witch is scrubbed out of the picture. She stepped forward, her hips swaying with a calculated, hypnotic elegance. Today, she wore a long-sleeved dress that clung to every curve like a second skin, featuring a daring slit that climbed from her mid-thigh to her toes, flashing a glimpse of toned leg with every stride. Her heels clicked against the pavement with a rhythmic, authoritative snap. The heavy bandages were finally gone, replaced by discreet, soft wraps on her palms a lingering reminder of her recent failure but one she wore li
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