under her control

AA University was the kind of school people only heard about through rumors.

Not because it was hidden.

But because everyone knew one thing-you only got in if you had money, power, or a surname people recognized immediately.

It wasn't just a university.

It was a place built for the elite.

Children of CEOs, politicians, celebrities, and families so wealthy that tuition fees meant absolutely nothing to them.

Status wasn't important in AA University.

It was everything.

Which was exactly why the entire campus was in shock when the news spread.

A scholar got in.

Not just any scholar.

The first one.

Full scholarship.

No tuition.

No dorm fees.

No miscellaneous fees.

Everything covered.

Impossible.

AA University never accepted scholars.

Ever.

That was part of its reputation.

Its exclusivity.

Its pride.

So how did Maina get in?

That was the problem.

She didn't know.

Because Maina never even applied.

She didn't take an entrance exam.

Didn't submit documents.

Didn't even know a university called AA existed.

And yet, there it was.

A gold-stamped acceptance letter with her name printed perfectly across the front.

Official.

Legitimate.

As if someone had already prepared everything for her.

As if her future had been decided before she even had the chance to think about it.

But this wasn't luck.

And it definitely wasn't fate.

Far from where Maina sat staring at the acceptance letter in disbelief, someone watched her through a screen.

Quietly.

Patiently.

Interested.

A small smile formed on their lips.

Not warm.

Not kind.

Possessive.

Because Maina getting into AA University wasn't an accident.

It was planned.

Every paper signed.

Every approval arranged.

Every detail handled by one person.

Someone powerful enough to bend an entire institution just to place her exactly where they wanted.

Closer.

Under control.

And Maina had no idea.

That from this moment on-

someone had already started rewriting her life from behind the scenes.