CEO in Training

Two months later

The final clapperboard had snapped shut on Love Under the Moonlight, and the cast and crew celebrated the wrap in style champagne, confetti, and a lot of questionable dance moves from Lorenzo. Amara had danced too, albeit reluctantly, dragged to the floor by Elara's insistent smile. Now, with the movie behind her, she was staring down the next daunting chapter of her life: becoming the CEO of Lyselle Media.

She sat in her new corner office, a sleek expanse of glass and polished wood overlooking the city. Elara perched on the edge of the desk, Felix stood by the door with his omnipresent clipboard, and Marisol leaned against the wall, her arms crossed.

[Welcome to the battlefield, Amara. Or as the mortals call it, corporate life. Let's hope you don't get your metaphorical cape tangled in the copier.]

Thanks for the confidence boost, Amara thought dryly.