Bella could already see the house rising on the horizon.
It was enormous.
An imposing residence surrounded by an equally vast garden, where staff moved quietly between the flowerbeds, tending roses, trimming overgrown branches, and making sure every corner remained immaculate.
From a distance, it looked less like a home and more like a French palace.
A high wall and a gate separated the outside world from what lay within.
As the car approached the entrance, security guards appeared from all sides.
Security at the house had been tightened following recent events involving Amany. She was a celebrity caught up in a potential scandal, so it was essential to make sure no uninvited guests showed up.
Two men dressed in black approached. One remained by the gate, while the other walked up to speak directly with Irina, stopping beside the car.
Irina casually rolled down the window. He was the head of security.
