Nicole (3rd Person)

Nicole nods, her face filled with excitement and gratitude. She quickly gathers her belongings and heads towards the door. As she steps out of the office, she takes a deep breath, feeling a mixture of relief and anticipation. She knows that this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and she can't wait to see what the future holds.

She walks through the bustling office, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She can feel the eyes of her colleagues on her, but she doesn't let it bother her. She knows that she has earned this opportunity, and she is determined to make the most of it.

She reaches her car, a sleek black sedan, and unlocks the door with a press of the key fob. She slides into the driver's seat, feeling the cool leather against her skin. She takes a deep breath, her heart still racing from the encounter with her boss. She knows that she has a lot to do before the party, but she can't help but feel a sense of excitement; this is what she was hoping for when she came to work for Ricky. She starts the car, the engine purring to life, and pulls out of the parking lot.

She drives through the city, the skyline towering above her. She can't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment, compared to where she was years ago when she started working as a Secretary for Ricky.

She checks her phone, seeing if she has a missed call from her daughter Megan. She has not so she quickly dials her number, but it goes straight to voicemail.

"Megan, it's me. I'm on my way, please be ready. This party is important to me." She hangs up, hoping that her daughter will understand the importance of this event. She knows that Megan can be a bit forgetful at times, but she hopes that she'll be ready when she arrives.

She continues to drive, the city lights passing by in a blur. She can't help but think about the future, about the new opportunities that await her.

After 40 minutes, she finally arrives at her daughter's apartment complex. She sees a nice Mercedes G-Class parked out front, which she parks behind. She tries to call her again, but it goes straight to voicemail. She feels a twinge of worry in her stomach, but quickly dismisses it. Megan is probably just busy getting ready, she thinks.

She parks her car behind the Mercedes and steps out, taking in the cool evening air. She can hear the sounds of the city in the distance, after 5 minutes she decides to go get her daughter.

She makes her way to the apartment complex's entrance, her heels clicking against the pavement. She takes the stairs to the second floor, where Megan's apartment is located. As she approaches the door, she can hear muffled moans and the sound of skin against skin. Her heart sinks as she realizes something is wrong. She hesitates for a moment, her hand hovering over the doorknob. But she sees that the curtains are up so she takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what she might find on the other side and glances in the window.

She looks into the apartment and her eyes widen as she takes in the scene before her.