Chapter 8

Chapter 8
He finished his breakfast and turns to Olivia and says, "Goodbye, my dear. I'll see you tonight."
Olivia smiles and leans in to kiss him goodbye. Anna feels a pang of jealousy and hurt at the intimate gesture.
Fernandez turns to Anna and says, "I'll be back later. Don't think about trying to escape."
Anna watches as Fernandez leaves the house, feeling trapped and desperate. She wonders how she can escape her situation and get away from Fernandez's grasp.
Fernandez Industries is a multinational conglomerate with diverse business interests in real estate development, financial services, and technology ventures. The company is known for its ruthless business tactics, aggressive expansion strategies, and lucrative profits.
Fernandez Industries is estimated to generate annual revenues of over $10 billion, with profits exceeding $1 billion. Fernandez's net worth is estimated to be in the range of $5-7 billion, making him one of the wealthiest individuals in the world. However, his exact net worth is not publicly disclosed, and few people know the true extent of his wealth.
Fernandez's business success is attributed to his cunning, ambition, and ability to identify lucrative opportunities. He is known for his strategic thinking, calculated risk-taking, and ability to navigate complex business deals. His company's success has made him a respected and feared figure in the business world.
Despite his immense wealth and success, Fernandez maintains a low public profile, and few people know much about his personal life or business dealings. His company's financial records are not publicly disclosed, and he is known to be extremely secretive about his business affairs. This secrecy has led to much speculation and rumors about the true extent of his wealth and business interests.
Fernandez storms into his office, his face twisted in a scowl. His employees cower as he begins to rant about the latest sales figures.
"You call this acceptable?" he thunders, slamming his fist on the desk. "I don't pay you to slack off! I pay you to deliver results!"
He zeroes in on a trembling employee, Juan. "You're the one who messed up the Smith account, aren't you? You're fired, effective immediately!"
"Please, sir, it was an honest mistake," Juan begs, his voice shaking.
"Honest mistake?" Fernandez sneers. "There's no such thing in my book. You're either competent or you're out. And you, Juan, are out."
"Sir, I have a family to support," Juan pleads, tears in his eyes.
"I don't care if you have a dozen families to support," Fernandez snarls. "You're done. Get out, and don't come back!"
The office is silent, everyone terrified of crossing Fernandez.
"Yes, sir," Juan whispers, gathering his things and slinking out of the office.
Fernandez turns to the rest of the employees. "Anyone else want to try my patience? Anyone else want to test my tolerance for incompetence?"
The room is silent, everyone too afraid to speak.
"Good," Fernandez says, a cold smile spreading across his face. "I thought not."
As Fernandez left, Olivia sneers at Anna, her eyes gleaming with malice. "You think you're so special, don't you, Anna? You think you're better than me?"
Anna shrugs, trying to stay calm. "I don't think that at all, Olivia."
Olivia laughs, a cold, cruel sound. "Oh, come on. You're always so prim and proper, like you're above all this. But you're not. You're just a pathetic little pawn in Fernandez's game."
Anna feels a surge of fear as Olivia takes a step closer, her voice dropping to a menacing whisper. "And you know what happens to pawns, don't you, Anna? They get sacrificed."
Olivia's eyes glint with triumph as she sees the fear in Anna's eyes. "You should be careful, Anna. You don't want to cross me."
Anna tries to stand her ground, but Olivia's physical presence is intimidating. She feels trapped and scared, unable to move or speak.
Evening,
Fernandez storms into the room, his face thunderous with rage. "What the hell is going on here?" he thunders, his eyes fixed on Olivia and Anna.
Olivia smirks, holding up her phone to show him the pictures she's taken. "Just having a little fun, Fernandez. Anna here was looking so serious, I thought she needed a makeover."
Fernandez's eyes scan the photos, his anger growing with each image. Anna is dressed in ridiculous outfits, her face contorted in embarrassment and humiliation.
He turns to Olivia, his voice low and menacing. "You think you can bully Anna? You think you can humiliate her and get away with it?"
Olivia shrugs, still smirking. "I was just having a little fun, Fernandez. Don't be so uptight."
Fernandez slams Olivia's back against the wall, his eyes blazing with fury. "I am the only one who can bully Anna. I am the only one who can humiliate her. You will never touch her again. Do you understand?"
Olivia's smirk falters, her eyes wide with fear. "Y-yes, Fernandez. I understand."
Fernandez releases Olivia, his eyes still fixed on her. "Good. Remember that."
He turns to Anna, his voice softening slightly. "And as for you, Anna...you will wear what I say you wear. You will do what I say you do. You are mine, and you will obey me."
Anna nods, still looking scared and humiliated. Fernandez's anger seems to dissipate slightly, replaced by a cold, calculating gaze. "Good. Let's get ready for the function."
Olivia sneers at Anna as she dresses her for the function. "You're the reason I got in trouble with Fernandez, you know that? You're the one who's been causing all the problems."
Anna's eyes flash with anger. "That's enough, Olivia. If you make one more snide remark, I'll report you to Fernandez."
Olivia taunts her, "What's the use of dressing up, anyway? You're just a fake wife. Fernandez doesn't even look at you. He never will."
Anna remains silent, finishing her preparations.
Just then, Fernandez enters the room, his eyes fixed on Anna.
Anna is dressed in a sleek black evening gown, her hair styled perfectly, and her makeup accentuating her features.
Fernandez is dressed in a tailored black tuxedo, his eyes gleaming with possessiveness.
Fernandez approaches her, his eyes burning with intensity. "Remember, Anna, tonight is important. I have business partners to impress. You need to play along, appear happy, and don't talk to any other men. Can I trust you to do that?"
Anna nods, her heart racing. "Yes, Fernandez. I understand."
Olivia watches the exchange, her eyes burning with jealousy. "Yes, Fernandez, she'll do exactly as you say. She's your little puppet, after all."
Fernandez's gaze never leaves Anna's face. "Good. Let's go, Anna. We have a night to conquer."
As they leave the room, Olivia's eyes follow them, her expression twisted in anger and resentment.