NARA POV
After a long, delicious soak, I felt human again. Better than human — like a dangerously hot goddess on a revenge mission. I eyed my reflection, grabbed the scandalous swimsuit my mom gave me , and slipped into it.
Neckline? Dangerously low. Back? Nonexistent. Coverage? Almost a rumor.
I struck a pose in the mirror and grinned.
"Perfect."
At first, I considered a robe. Then I thought, nah. Let 'em choke.
I sauntered down the hallway like it was my personal runway, and the effect was immediate.
A maid tripped over her own feet, barely catching a tray. The butler did this weird throat-clear thing and looked away so fast I swear he gave himself whiplash. Even the old gardener outside dropped his shears.
I bit my lip to keep from laughing.
As it should be.
I slid into my ch
