The Minor Family

Katya

I alighted from the Lamborghini and adjusted the designers' white long jacket draped over my shoulders, dark stilettos making contact with the floors.

An umbrella was placed over my head instantly, and I stared at the tall magnificent building where my office was located now.

Its architectural design was pristine, shades of beige and dark mahogany giving it an aura of strict seriousness.

I adjusted the sunshades as well and walked into the building, employees and interns stopping to greet me.

"Good morning, chairwoman."

"Good day, ma'am..."

I acknowledged their greetings with a small smile and a curt nod, my lips clamping shut I'm seriousness immediately.

I wasn't in a good mood. I hadn't managed to sleep well yesterday, consumed by various conflicting thoughts.

What I wanted had blurred with the lines of what I desired, and now I didn't know what I was doing anymore.

Had Ferrara succeeded in emotionally manipulating me to start seeing him in another light?

Gauging my mood, K