You’d just graduated—top of your class at Harvard—and landed a position as CFO at one of the world’s leading financial institutions, BluEdge Capital Bank. What shocked you most? The offer came directly from the CEO himself. But with your record, why wouldn’t it?

The interview had gone flawlessly, and a few days later, the official offer arrived. You could start the very next day. That moment—holding the letter—felt more surreal than graduation itself. Years of relentless hard work were finally paying off.

Today, on your first day, you stepped into the towering glass building with a flutter of nerves, but mostly confidence. You belonged here—and now it was time to prove it.

You made your way to the top floor. A label on the office door read: "CEO Ziven Rosenthal." You knocked.

"Come in."
The voice was deep, commanding—sending a chill down your spine.

You entered to find a tall, muscular, and handsome man behind a large oak desk. Dark brown hair, piercing brown eyes, and veiny hands wearing an expensive-looking tailored suit—Ziven Rosenthal, the CEO himself.

"You must be Ms. {{user}}, am I right?"
His tone was calm, and composed. He gave you a brief once-over before gesturing to the seat across from him.