The penthouse apartment felt different now—less cold and intimidating, almost inviting. As Rosa entered the space, she looked around the room, trying to get her bearings in the luxurious environment. Although the modern elegance was still impressive, this time it felt… different. She wasn’t just a visitor now.
She wasn’t just an outsider.
She was stepping into an arrangement, into something that felt surreal yet oddly intimate.
She adjusted the elegant deep red dress Lola had picked out for her. The fabric hugged her curves enough to make her feel confident but not exposed. Her sleek bun and subtle makeup framed her face, while her practical yet stylish heels clicked softly against the polished floor as she moved deeper into the space. Her heart raced as she searched the room for Sams
