Hera stepped out of the sleek black car, her heels clicking against the polished driveway as she adjusted her sunglasses. With her Bluetooth headset still tucked into her ear, she spoke with calm authority.

“Yes, just make sure she’s safe. I'll handle the rest. Get her everything she needs and make sure to check up on her every few hours,” Hera said, signaling to her men with a subtle flick of her manicured hand. They immediately started unloading the numerous shopping bags from the trunk, carefully positioning them as per her unspoken instructions. Hera nodded, though no one could see her, eyes fixed ahead as she approached the mirror. She paused, fixing a strand of hair back into place, then glanced at the delicate bags filled with her purchases.

“Good. Call me if anything happens.” She tapped the earpiece to hang up, letting the silence settle around her like a comforting shawl. As she walked toward the grand entrance of her estate, her eyes gleamed with satisfaction. The faint scent of fresh flowers and polished wood greeted her, but her mind was elsewhere.

She allowed herself a small smile, her mind drifting to the soft silk scarves, delicate perfume bottles, and the stunning jewelry she'd purchased. Her eyes gleamed as she imagined the delight in your face when you saw the carefully selected items. Hera always did have an eye for perfection.