Chapter 1

When she arrived at the international airport of AJ City, Nancy Marlon, a tall, fair-skinned twenty-four-year-old woman, frowned, unable to understand why her parents had asked her to return home.

She had been studying in City X and had graduated with a degree in business administration. Her father had told her, "Nancy, I want you to return home and not base yourself in City X."

Nancy frowned during the phone call with her father. She knew that her father was a politician in AJ City, and she couldn't go against his orders. She arrived at the airport at 2 p.m., and her father's men were already there waiting to escort her home.

"Welcome home, Nancy," her elder adopted brother, Matthew Marlon, said with a smile. Nancy frowned as she walked with him to the car.

She sat in the back seat and knew that the city was ruled by the popular President Nolan Alejandro and his family.

The city bore the Alejandro family name, and they had ruled for years. Any opposition party that tried to challenge them was immediately silenced.

Nancy watched the road as Matthew started the car engine and drove away from the airport. Her eyes fell on a gigantic billboard displaying the city president's photograph.

"Hmm," Nancy hummed, and she saw Matthew smiling at her through the rearview mirror.

She ignored him and continued to wonder why her parents had insisted she return home.

When they arrived home, the security men at her father's mansion gate opened the huge black gate for them.

Nancy watched as Matthew drove his black exotic SUV into the premises and parked.

Her parents stood at the mansion entrance. Her mother wore a red gown, her father stood in a black suit, and the maids stood behind them in their blue uniforms.

Nancy stepped down from the car and walked to the mansion entrance to meet her parents. She wore a red top, black trousers, and black high-heeled shoes.

Her mother welcomed her warmly, "Welcome home, my beautiful angel."

"Good afternoon, Mom and Dad," Nancy said, smiling as she hugged her mother. Her father replied, "Welcome home, Nancy. Good to have you home with us."

"Thank you, Dad," Nancy replied, while hugging her father. The maids said, "Welcome home, Nancy."

"Thank you all," Nancy smiled at the maids, and her mother said, "Let us go inside."

"Okay, Mom," Nancy replied and walked into the living room with her mother.

The living room hadn't changed—it was still painted white with beautiful flower vases arranged around it.

Nancy walked to one of the seven black couches in the living room and sat down.

"Home, sweet home," she whispered.

Her mother stood in the center of the living room, smiling sweetly at her.

"Mom, what's the good news? You look so excited to see me," Nancy asked, curious about the reason for her mother's bright smile. Her mother was a beautiful woman who, at fifty-one, looked under forty.

Mrs. Olivia smiled and sat on a black couch. She replied, "Why wouldn't I be excited to see you, Nancy? You've changed and look so much more beautiful than when you left five years ago."

"Thank you, Mom, but I'm still the same," Nancy replied with a sweet smile. She knew her mother was right. She had changed since leaving the city five years ago to study abroad. She had matured into a sexy, charming young lady with noticeably different physical features. Her breasts had grown bigger. Her hips had widen too.

Nancy knew most people who passed her paused and stared, amazed by her appearance. She also knew her mother loved calling her an angel, partly because of her pointed nose, sparkling blue eyes, and especially her long blonde hair—her most attractive feature.

"Mom, I need to go upstairs to freshen up, then I'll come back down for dinner with you and Dad," Nancy said, standing up from the couch.

"Of course, my dear," Mrs. Olivia replied, unable to stop admiring her daughter. She considered telling Nancy about the arranged marriage with the president's son but decided to wait.

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Nancy smiled and walked upstairs to her bedroom. She pushed open the door and entered.

Her bedroom hadn't changed—it was still painted pink with beautiful flower vases around it.

Nancy walked to her window, pulled the curtains open, and looked out at her surroundings. Three black cars had arrived at her father's mansion and parked.

Several men in black suits stepped out of the back car, walked to the front car, and opened the door.

A man in a black suit with a red undershirt stepped out. Nancy met his dark, handsome gaze, but she immediately looked away and shut her curtains.

She walked to her bathroom, stripped off her clothes, and decided to bathe before joining her parents for dinner.

A few hours later, Nancy emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a long white towel. She walked to her bed and sat down to moisturize her body.

She had missed her family while in City X and had decided to search for a job in AJ City. Since she was already home, she wouldn't return to City X soon.

Nancy pulled open her bedside drawer, took out her body lotion, and creamed her body.

She then picked up her television remote and switched it on. The city president's photos and videos appeared on the screen again.

Nancy increased the volume and heard the reporter say, "Good evening, citizens of AJ City. This is the 4 p.m. news. President Nolan Alejandro has won the recent election, scoring over 50 million votes."

"Hmm…" Nancy frowned. She disliked the Alejandro family. She immediately switched off the television, aware that they had ruled for too long and didn't want another family in power.

She knew her father was a politician working under the AJ Political Party. She sighed and decided not to worry about politics.

She disliked the luxury lifestyle her family lived. She wanted a simple life with a future husband and children—not the constant surveillance of security men following her every moment since her return to the city.

Nancy finished moisturizing and stood to find clothes to wear.

She walked into her closet and took out a short brown gown that hugged her body, accentuating her shape.

Nancy smiled and returned to her room mirror, drying her wet long blonde hair with a white towel, then combing it to cascade down her back.

If only she knew the reason her parents had asked her to return home, she wouldn't be here.