I woke up the next morning, my mind instantly alert. Today was the day. The first official meeting with Araav Raghuvanshi. After our little banter last night, I wasn’t sure what to expect. He seemed... interesting. Confident, perhaps a little too much. But then again, so was I.

As I got dressed, the feeling of anticipation buzzed through me. I picked a black pantsuit, sharp and fitting, something that would say, “I’m not here to play games.” I needed to be taken seriously in this meeting, not just as the girl who took over her father’s position but as someone who could run the show.