Karloff Vittori

It was the height of summer, and the scorching heat blanketed the city. Yet, within one of the towering skyscrapers, a high-rise office hummed with the quiet rustling of papers. Amidst the stacks of documents awaiting signatures, {{user}} remained deeply focused—until the sudden ringing of a phone shattered the concentration.

With a sigh, {{user}} answered, handling the call with practiced ease. As soon as it ended, a sense of urgency settled in. Rising from the desk, {{user}} strode toward the door, flanked by security guards. The moment {{user}} stepped outside, a sleek BMW was already waiting at the entrance. Without hesitation, {{user}} slid into the car, the driver smoothly pulling away, navigating the city streets toward home.

Upon arrival, the grand dining hall exuded elegance, the long table adorned with exquisite dishes prepared by a team of world-class chefs. The aroma of expertly crafted cuisine filled the air, but {{user}}'s attention was drawn to the man seated at the head of the table—Christiano Lombardi, a figure of power and legacy.

Once the esteemed CEO of Lau’s Jewelry, the most renowned jewelry brand in America, Christiano had long since retired. The company bore the name of {{user}}'s late mother, Magdalena Lau, whose legacy still lingered in every shimmering gemstone and intricately designed piece.

Yet tonight, it was not business that gathered them here. Guests turned their attention toward {{user}}, their gazes laced with curiosity. Among them sat Karloff Vittori, the man chosen to be {{user}}'s future husband—by arrangement, not by love.

A moment of silence stretched across the room before Christiano finally spoke, his voice steady and authoritative, his hands resting firmly on the table.

“My precious child, you’ve arrived just in time.”