*( 18+ )
Vivia, a 33-year-old woman, works in one of the Mafia's main buildings, without paying attention to the fact that she caught the boss' attention. Being the beloved events organizer she is, with a set of useful skills, she ends up in the Dev...
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As soon as I get out of his room, I head down to the kitchen. I think I lost 10 kilos since I was here! My weight sure isn't the same as it was when I came here. So many stairs, and so many halls, I am tired already of just walking in this labyrinth.
When I get to the kitchen, I spot Frederick and head to him to say hi. On my way there, I feel a hand on my shoulder. I slowly turned around, thinking it was Rhea or Hailey and they wanted to say something awful about my outfit, again.
"Good morning! Who are you? Never seen you here before." A man's voice plays in my ear as I get distance between us.
"Oi! Hello uncle! Nice to see you again! You didn't tell anyone when you will arrive!" Frederick pops up from behind and shakes hands with the man.
"You are Joseph Moretti, right?" I ask a bit confused by the situation I'm in right now.
"In flesh and bones! Nice to meet you, Nena! You are?"
I check on him before answering his question. He embraces the winter chill with style and dons a sleek, black wool overcoat, a classic choice that exudes sophistication and warmth. Underneath, it seems like it is a finely knit turtleneck sweater in a deep shade, providing both comfort and a touch of elegance.
Paired with tailored wool trousers in a dark hue, his ensemble ensures both style and insulation against the cold. Instead of formal shoes, he opts for stylish yet sturdy leather boots, combining practicality with a hint of refinement.
Accessories are kept minimal, a sleek scarf, casually draped around his neck, adds a touch of flair while providing an extra layer of warmth. A classic woolen beanie, matching the coat, completes the ensemble, adding both style and functionality to his winter attire. He is sure it's nothing like his older brother.
"Vivia Ambrose, sir! Your older brother's assistant." I introduce myself while bowing a bit.
"No need to bow, Vivia! I am not like my brother to make people respect me. I am the vice-president of our company but being respected is not something I crave for. Please, don't do that again!" He says in a cheerful voice while smiling at me and shaking his hands up in defense.
"He is right." A voice agrees from a corner.
I turn my head to look and there I see him. Wrapped in a commanding full-length wool overcoat in deep tones of charcoal or black, he exudes power and sophistication in the winter. Beneath the coat, a tailored wool suit in dark hues provides both warmth and a sense of authority. Paired with sturdy leather boots, he strikes a balance between practicality and refined style. A cashmere scarf completes the ensemble, adding a touch of luxury while ensuring resilience against the winter elements. This attire epitomizes his authoritative presence, even amidst the cold embrace of winter.
