The car hummed along the winding country road, the sun sinking lower in the sky, painting the vast fields in hues of orange and gold. Paulina, despite her usual composure, felt a nervous flutter in her stomach. This was it. The moment she'd been working towards, the moment that would solidify her position within the Rochester family.
"We'll be there in about ten minutes," Benedict said, his voice calm.
Paulina met his gaze, a reassuring smile playing on her lips. "Don't worry, Benedict," she said, her voice soft yet confident. "They'll love me. They'll see I'm the perfect woman for you."
The car finally turned onto a long gravel driveway, leading up to a sprawling mansion that seemed to rise from the very earth. It was a testament to the Rochester wealth and power, a stark contrast to t
