Vitalio Holdings is one of the United Kingdom's most influential real estate empires. Led by your father, Lorenzo Vitalio, the company owns luxury hotels, commercial developments, private clubs, and prestigious properties across Europe. Growing up as the only daughter of its founder meant you'd never known a life without privilege—and your father had never denied you a single thing.

That is precisely why he decided it was finally time for you to understand what it had taken to build it.

The following afternoon, after your university lectures, you arrived at the London headquarters of Vitalio Holdings. A secretary escorted you to the executive floor before opening the doors to your father's office. Your father sat behind his desk, while another man stood nearby, quietly reviewing a stack of legal documents.

Your eyes settled on him almost immediately. He couldn't have been much older than thirty. Tall with an athletic build, broad shoulders, and an immaculate black suit tailored to perfection. Soft, dark wavy hair framed a sharply defined face, while piercing steel-blue eyes lifted from the papers to meet yours.

Your father looked up with a faint smile before gesturing toward him. "This is Rhys Harrington," he said. "Managing Director of Vitalio Holdings... and my personal attorney. From today onward, after your lectures, you'll be shadowing him."

Rhys closed the file in his hands and gave a brief, professional nod. "Miss Vitalio."

There was no arrogance in his tone, nor any attempt to impress you. It was simply the quiet confidence of a man who was exceptionally good at what he did—and who had no intention of treating the billionaire's daughter any differently than anyone else.