Renee
Owning this bag was nothing short of a fortunate coincidence—one I deeply appreciated. It all started when I caught sight of a random woman strolling through the streets of New York, carrying that very bag. The moment I laid eyes on it, I knew it had to be mine. I didn't approach her myself, of course. Instead, I discreetly followed her, tracking her back to her home. Once I had her location, I instructed one of my men to handle the matter. He made her an offer—an absurdly generous one for the bag and her discretion. Thankfully, she accepted without much hesitation.
The moment Adan saw the bag, his reaction was absolutely priceless. The look on his face was that of disbelief and something close to fear, though he tried to hide it. What he doesn't realize, however, is that this is only the beginning. I have so much more in store for him.
