Sasha arrived at Adam's magnificent mansion. The sound of her heels clicking against the cobblestone driveway reverberated through the air, amplifying her nervous excitement. Tall palm trees swayed gently in the breeze, as if whispering words of encouragement as she made her way towards the grand entrance.
The mansion itself stood like a regal fortress, its imposing architecture an amalgamation of classic elegance and modern opulence. Massive pillars supported a grand portico, adorned with intricate carvings that hinted at the wealth and history contained within. The double doors, made of polished mahogany, stood tall and welcoming, as if anticipating her arrival.
As Sasha stepped inside, taking a deep breath, Sasha adjusted her dress, a flowing, deep blue dress that accentuated her every curves and gathered her nerves. The grandeur of Adam's mansion only served to heighten her anxiety. But she reminded herself that she was living with him for a purpose.
