The morning sun filtered brightly through the towering glass windows of the estate.
Victoria Vance stood in the center of the grand foyer with her arms crossed.
She wore a tailored black leather jacket with polished gold shoulder epaulets.
Her sharp gaze swept over the pristine marble floors without a trace of warmth.
Victoria was used to getting every single thing she demanded in this life.
Her family owned one of the largest real estate empires in the entire country.
She believed that money gave her the right to command everyone around her.
On this particular morning, her temper was already flared to a dangerous high.
A simple mistake with her morning schedule had set off her famous rage.
She turned her eyes toward the maid staff waiting near the main staircase.
Elena, a gentle woman in a burgundy uniform, trembled as she held a tray.
Elena had worked at the Vance estate for less than three short months.
She took the job only to support her young family after a hard year.
She always kept her head low and tried her best to avoid Victoria.
Victoria: Why is my coffee cold again?
Elena: I brought it the moment it was poured, Miss Vance.
Victoria: Do not dare to talk back to me in my home!
Victoria stepped forward, her expensive heels clicking loudly against the hard stone floor.
Elena took a quick step back, trying to keep her posture calm and polite.
She knew that losing this job meant losing her apartment within weeks.
She held her hands up in distress to try and calm her boss down.
Elena: Please stop, Miss Vance, I can brew another cup right now!
Victoria: You think your little excuses matter to someone like me?
Victoria reached out aggressively and grabbed Elena firmly by her shoulder jacket.
Elena let out a sharp gasp as the heavy silver tray rattled loudly.
The air in the huge room became suffocating and quiet in a single moment.
Victoria leaned in close, her face twisted with bitter, unearned hatred.
She loved showing her power over people who could not easily fight back.
She did not care who saw her or who she hurt in the process.
She felt completely untouchable inside her massive white family mansion.
Little did she know, the true owner of the estate was arriving early.
A sleek navy blue sedan was pulling up the long circular driveway right then.
The tires crunched against the gravel with a steady, menacing sound.
The man inside was about to rewrite Victoria's future forever.