ZACH'S POV
I checked my phone and it was getting too late already, the saying about women taking too long to dress up was actually true.
I walked towards her room door and opened it to unleash my rage at her.
"s**t!" She cussed out of fear
"you startled me and hold on what if I was n***d?" She asked and I c****d my brow at her.
"It's my house" I said and immediately noticed her, I had entered the room but wasn't paying to the way she looked.
I lost my breath and words, I had come here to torment her but I couldn't bring myself to say any word at the sight of her. She was the perfect definition of beauty, more beautiful than I have ever seen her.
The emerald green dress fit her perfectly as they hung perfectly on every right curves. Her hair wasn't packed in a messy ponytail but rath
