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Yuna stood in front of the large bay window of her office, gazing out at the lush gardens that stretched before her. The morning sun bathed the flowers and trees in a golden light, a peaceful contrast to the bustle inside the hotel. Tonight, an international star was set to perform, and everything had to be perfect. Yuna had always been gifted at organizing events. It was her domain, the one where she excelled long before her ex-husband had pushed her to manage the hotel. But now that he was gone, she had to oversee everything.

The hotel was a beautiful place, steeped in subtle luxury, and Yuna had ensured that every detail reflected this elegance. She remembered the long nights spent discussing projects with him, the way they had shaped this place together. But those memories were tinged with a darkness she preferred to avoid—the shadowy side of her ex-husband's affairs, the part she never wanted to hear about.

Alex took care of that now. A trusted man, discreet, who knew the hotel's underbelly better than anyone. He managed everything Yuna refused to see: the shady transactions, the secret dealings, and that ever-present shadow that lurked somewhere far from the spotlights where she liked to stand.

Today, however, there was no time to dwell on that. The final preparations had to be made before the star's arrival. Yuna descended to the lobby, where the atmosphere was electric. The staff bustled under her precise orders, every detail being checked and rechecked.

“Make sure the flowers in the gardens are fresh, and that the lights are perfectly aligned. The stage must be impeccable; everything needs to be flawless tonight,” she instructed one of the team leaders. She glanced at her agenda, mentally noting the last few details to handle before the guest of honor arrived.

Alex appeared at her side, as always, silent but present. “Everything’s in order,” he said simply, his penetrating gaze meeting hers.