Playing Dirty

At Astor's Estate

Dina took a deep breath to steel herself, feeling her pride crumble as she made her way toward the Astor's grand estate. She shivered slightly as she approached the entrance. Every step felt heavier as the realization of what she was about to do sank in she was going to beg.

The doors opened, and she was led through a hall draped in tapestries and ornate decor to Michael's study. He sat at his desk, one hand resting lightly on the table he watched her approach.

"Dina," he greeted, his voice flat. "To what do I owe this... unexpected visit?"

She swallowed, forcing herself to meet his sharp eyes. "Michael," she started, her voice wavering, "I need your help. I... I made a mistake, and I have nowhere else to turn."

He arched an eyebrow, barely concealing a smirk. "Is that so? And what exactly do you expect me to do for you?"