Leona's POV
The morning sun poured through the window like liquid gold, but it couldn’t melt the nerves bundled tight in my chest. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror.
I was indeed sexy.
I was in my new school uniform. The blazer was midnight blue, fitting me like second skin, with gold buttons and a subtle M-crest stitched near the collarbone. The skirt was short, but not indecent. Pleated. Sharp. With those knee-high socks and polished shoes. I looked more matured with my curvy hips that was now revealing itself than before.
I almost didn’t recognize myself.
I stepped outside, the heels of my shoes clicking against the mansion marble as one of Marco’s drivers opened the door for me. Behind me, Jared, the silent bodyguard, followed behind me.
The car smelled so much like
