Pinesdale

After the lawyers had refused to give her a location, Vanessa packed her all of her bags. She was bringing practically her entire wardrobe. Once she was fully packed, Vanessa had her servants load it into a truck, which would be travelling with her to her new house for a few months. She wore a casual outfit, but still very sexy. She wore blue jeans, which were tight in all the best places, held up by a gucci belt. She then put on a rich black silky top, making her look like a million bucks.

Vanessa then sat inside her personal limo; she sat back and drunk champagne as the car pulled off. She took a nap for most of the journey, which had taken a few hours already. When she finally woke up, the driver told her they had arrived at the destination. Vanessa looked out the window with an eye roll. They had arrived in a random village, buildings everywhere with a mix of businesses and actual homes. The driver had parallel parked next to the curb.

Vanessa looked behind and out the rear window. "Where the fuck is my luggage truck!?" She shrieked in panic. "Calm down Vanessa, it's gone to the address of your new house." Her lawyer sat next to the driver reassured the sexy CEO. "Okay... where the fuck are we anyways?" She asked, still very concerned and skeptical. "The sign said 'Pinesdale' so I'm guessing that's where we are." The lawyer responded. "Never heard of it." Vanessa replied and rolled her eyes, she already missed her mansion.

The driver suddenly exited the vehicle and walked over to the building he'd parked next to. Vanessa looked out the window and watched him shake hands with another man in a suit. The driver pointed at Vanessa, the man nodded his head. The driver then walked over to the car, the lawyer rolled down his window. "What did he say?" He asked the driver.

The driver smiled. "He said only Vanessa and one representative can enter." The driver replied. "Okay that'll be me, come on Vanessa let's go." The lawyer told Vanessa while exiting the car. "Wait what!? What the fuck is going on!?" Vanessa shrieked, confused and worried. "There's nothing to worry about, this place is the town council, these guys are gonna get you citizenship and ensure you're stay is good." The lawyer reassured Vanessa once again and held her door open for her.

Vanessa huffed and sighed, she put her sunglasses on and elegantly stepped out of the limo. The two stepped inside the building, which had flags on a pole that she couldn't recognise. Inside, it looked like an embassy, with rich architecture and a large open space in the middle. A woman dressed in a very formal pantsuit walked up to Vanessa and her lawyer. "Hi, you must be John." She shook Vanessa's lawyer's hand. "And that must be Vanessa?" She asked John, she refused to speak to the CEO.

Vanessa did not like being ignored, but she clenched her fists and tried to stay neutral. "Yes, the court said she'd be staying here." John told the woman. The face on the woman twitched and she glanced and Vanessa again. "John we need to have a discussion privately please." She told him. "Of course." He replied and turned to face Vanessa. "John what the fuck is her problem!?" Vanessa hissed at him. "You need to remain calm okay, it took us a great deal of effort to get you out of jail, we need to be nice. Go sit on those chairs and just wait for me, she probably wants to talk legal stuff alright?" John whispered to Vanessa in an attempt to calm her down.

Vanessa crunched her face a little and clenched her fist angrily. With a huff she sat down on the chairs by the exit and folded her arms impatiently. She glared at John as he and the woman walked away, curious to see what the woman really wanted to discuss...