Scented Claudia

Claudia Isabela Araneta built her empire on something she'd never experience.

She couldn't smell.

She never could.

Born without it.

A fact she learned to hide so well it felt like it wasn't real at all.

But scent was her world.

Her business.

Her weapon.

Lueur Empire was the crown jewel of the industry, synonymous with luxury, desire, and perfect illusion.

Bottled memories people lined up to buy.

And Claudia? She was its queen.

Cold. Composed. Impeccable.

Every word deliberate.

Every move planned.

No one questioned how she did it.

No one dared.

She came from money. Old money. The kind that didn't flaunt itself but didn't need to.

The Aranetas were known for power, influence, and an instinct for survival that ran in the blood.

She was the eldest. The face of the family's business. Her younger brother Samuel, only twenty-three stood by her, loyal but not blind to her walls.

They said the Aranetas were perfect. Flawless. Unbreakable.

But no one knew Claudia's truth.

No one needed to know she couldn't smell a single thing she sold.

She made sure of that.

Because if anyone ever found out, if they even suspected, that single weakness could destroy everything she'd built.

And Claudia Isabela Araneta had never allowed herself to be vulnerable.

Not to anyone. Not ever.