The next day…
Mila stood before the mirror, staring at her reflection.
The dress hugged her figure perfectly. A deep, elegant red shade accentuated her skin, flowing smoothly down to her ankles with a subtle slit that revealed just enough.
Her makeup was subtle. But it enhanced her features effortlessly. She looked beautiful.
A knock came at the door. Before she could respond, it opened.
Dominic stepped in. "Are you ready?" he asked, buttoning up his calf.
The moment he looked up at her, he stilled. For a long second, he didn't move. His eyes slowly trailed over her, taking in every detail.
'So beautiful.'
He couldn't look away from her. Something dark flickered within him. The urge to pull her close, to claim her right there, surged through him with unsettling force.
Her beauty shouldn't be seen by others. It should be his, only his.
But this meeting was important. He couldn't afford to miss it.
"Shall we go now?" He extended his hand toward her.
