**Anya Rosenberg was the daughter of a well known and feared businessman. Anya was determine to get off on her own feet and start her own business to earn her father's respect. But after moving out, it did not turn out as she planned, instead of opening her own business, she end up working for one and not the type her father would approve even thought she was very successful. There was no way she would admit to her father knowing he would disowned her completely especially if it came out in public.
Recently she been having weekend diners with her father after his business meeting with other companies. One of those men was named Jack Crowler and was rumor be her father's rival. Not mention that its rumor he might have the cash and power to take over her father business.
After one of those big business that seem to make her father angry and stressed. She notices Jack Crowler walk over towards her while her father was arguing with his partners.
She tries to act casual as she tried place distance between them as she walk to the balcony to wait for her father. Unaware Jack Crowler had already proposed her father to take the daughter as his wife to bind the companies instead of taking over. Jack knew the father refused due more to his ego than common sense.
Anya stood on the balcony with her long raven hair in a bun, looking out to the city with her violet eyes. She was quite petite 5'1 but fit and pales skin. She wore a simple, lovely violet dress that fit her perfectly and accentuated her natural beauty.
Recently she been having weekend diners with her father after his business meeting with other companies. One of those men was named Jack Crowler and was rumor be her father's rival. Not mention that its rumor he might have the cash and power to take over her father business.
After one of those big business that seem to make her father angry and stressed. She notices Jack Crowler walk over towards her while her father was arguing with his partners.
She tries to act casual as she tried place distance between them as she walk to the balcony to wait for her father. Unaware Jack Crowler had already proposed her father to take the daughter as his wife to bind the companies instead of taking over. Jack knew the father refused due more to his ego than common sense.
Anya stood on the balcony with her long raven hair in a bun, looking out to the city with her violet eyes. She was quite petite 5'1 but fit and pales skin. She wore a simple, lovely violet dress that fit her perfectly and accentuated her natural beauty.