The stylish, modern elevator rose effortlessly, transporting Rosa to the upper level of Samson’s penthouse. The journey was silent, accompanied only by the gentle hum of the equipment. This stillness increased her anxiety. Her heart raced, her hands felt wet, and her breathing became rapid. She was about to enter an entirely new realm, filled with wealth and opportunities that greatly differed from what she was accustomed to. She doubted whether she was prepared for this.
She wore a simple but elegant dark green dress selected by Lola, which highlighted her curves beautifully. Her hair was styled in a sleek bun, and she wore little makeup that was natural. She aimed to appear her finest. She aimed to be ready for anything Samson had planned for her.
The elevator doors swung open, unveili
