Lisa's POV
I emerge from my room wearing a one-piece velvet short gown with long sleeves and ankle strap shoes, determined to make a good first impression on Damien's buddy and his wife and to convince them that we are in love.
As usual, I have my hair pulled back in a loose bun, nude lip gloss on my lips, and little facial makeup. I don't want to take it too far.
I need to dress like a billionaire's wife because I am the billionaire's wife, exactly as Damien had told me when he told me that his closest buddy Gabriel and his wife Sabrina would be coming over for dinner.
I know Gabriel, who often visits the workplace, and the only time I have ever met his wife was on the day of our wedding.
I feel a little uneasy.
They would probably be waiting for me so that we could have supper be
