A new era

My stomach knotted at the thought of Miss Adrianne's wrath. Rachel noticed my distress and took my hand. "Don't worry, I've got your back," she assured me. "But you need to be smart. Don't let him control you completely. Keep your wits about you." I nodded, swallowing the lump in my throat. Rachel's teasing smile returned. "Now, get dressed. You don't want to keep the man waiting," she said, her voice a mix of amusement and concern. She handed me a fresh uniform, the fabric feeling cool against my flushed skin. "You're going to need all the confidence you can get." I slipped into the crisp white shirt and black skirt, feeling the fabric hug my curves in a way that was both empowering and slightly terrifying. Rachel watched me with a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Look at you," she said, her voice a playful purr. "You're going to be the best damn secretary this mansion has ever seen." Her teasing words echoed in my ears as I straightened my skirt and took a deep breat