Prologue

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Meetings after meeting, Stefania's head was basically ready to explode, her muscles sore from all of the traveling around the world, in search of new talents. She loved her job, she liked to be on the road, singing her heart out with the people she cared about and worked with, but being an heir  to one of the biggest company wasn't something she had planned to do.

The work at the company always felt like a burden for her, because of her dad that basically just walked around the building waiting for the brunette to make even the slightest mistake. No matter how hard and endlessly she worked, her dad never said that he was proud of her. But as years passed by, she got used to it. 

Either way, Stefania was called back at the company today after the short vacation she had taken to Brazil along with some of her friends. And even on this vacation, she was assigned some work to do by her father.

No sooner she got back, her dad called and told her to go buy a new suit for an important meeting they had today.

"Where the hell are you? I had asked you to come to my office at 8 am sharp. It's already 8 and I can't see you here!" her father yelled through the phone.

"Oh I'm sorry I was informed at the very last minute about this important meeting, and that I need to buy a new suit!" the Italian sassed, "I'll be late, I have yet to buy the damn suit. If the meeting is so important, start it without me." she ended the call and drove to her usual boutique.
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"Thank you, Asher." the tall woman thanked the clerk who had assisted during her purchases. She had changed in the trail room of the shop itself, having picked a blush pink suit which wasn't too formal. She paired it with her Cartier brown band watch. Needless to say, she looked hot as ever.

Stefania opened the doors to her red Audi R8 and got in it. There were times she wondered how it was to drive a normal car, how would it be to walk through the streets without people pointing their fingers at her, saying stuff like, that's the daughter of Simone or well for the Americans, Simon Spampinato. She hated it when people shoved it in her face that the company she was leading was her dad's. Technically it was, but she had been the CEO for more than five years now, and the company was only getting bigger and better under her leadership.

The brunette tried to relax but frowned upon seeing a text from her dad saying that 'he was going to fire her lazy ass if she didn't get there in 5 minutes'. Of course she knew he wouldn't really fire her as she was the only heir to his company and also one of the hardest working people he has.

After one too many traffic violations, she finally reached the office premises, parking her car on the spot assigned to her.

On the way inside, she saw the man sitting on the pavement, the same man that sat there every once a while. He was saving up money for his daughter's education. He had told Stefania his story about how he ended up here, how he had a job but then lost it due to a minor inconvenience. And if it was up to Stefania, she would've given him a job in their company in a heartbeat, but even after being the CEO, new employees were only appointed if given approval from her father. So whenever she could, she would slip a few bucks to the man and help him out.

The Italian walked through the door of the biggest company in the country, her secretary assisting her in no time.  "Stop giving him money when your dad is here, he saw you today. You have to sign this and some other papers on your table, but firstly, you have to go to the meeting room. Your dad is waiting for you there along with a few other people. And Stefania?" 

"Yes, Emily?"

"You look nice." The CEO smiled at her and mouthed back a 'you too', making her assistant blush profusely. Stefania had figured Emily's little crush on her since forever, and frankly the brunette found her attractive too, but she also had a rule to not sleep with her employees.

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