The late afternoon sun cast long golden shafts across the expansive marble pavilion of Sovereign Point. Below the granite cliffs, the ocean moved in slow, rhythmic surges, its deep navy waters gleaming under the amber autumn sky. The crisp coastal air swept through the open stone arches, carrying the faint scent of salt and crushed pine.Inside the quiet estate library, high floor-to-ceiling mahogany shelves held generations of maritime ledgers, historical treaties, and private corporate archives. The grand room smelled of polished wood, old leather, and warm incense, creating an atmosphere of timeless permanence and unshakeable power.Victoria sat at a grand oval reading table made of dark walnut, wearing a structured dark burgundy knit dress with long fitted sleeves and a subtle bronze collar. Her dark hair was swept over one shoulder in soft, gleaming waves, highlighting the calm, decisive clarity in her dark eyes. On her left hand, the platinum wedding band rested beside her ruby
Última actualización : 2026-10-02 Leer más