Chapter 1
Elena’s immaculate midnight blue tailored dress seemed to hum with tension as she fought to regain her composure amidst the deafening airborne cloud of fine white flour.
The pristine marble floors of the grand estate kitchen were completely obscured beneath a thick, powdery blanket that puffed upward with every erratic footstep of the rampaging children.
Julian Sterling stood lean and unmoving against the heavy wooden doorframe, his light grey suit catching the harsh overhead lighting while his dark eyes watched every micro-expression.
"You have exactly twenty minutes to restore absolute order to this room without raising your voices or losing your composure," Julian stated with chilling, metronome precision.
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Clara adjusted the straps of her ruby red silk dress, her confidence momentarily shaken by the sheer audacity of the domestic nightmare unfolding before her eyes.
Sophie blinked rapidly against the stinging flour dust settling on her eyelashes, her blush pink sheath dress already dusted with fine white powder from head to toe.
