SKY
“You look beautiful.” His voice lingered behind me, low and so irritating to my ears right now.
He had decided to bring me to one of his private suites so he could get me a new dress and touch up my makeup.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror for a second longer, my fingers tightening around the edge of the dressing table.
Then I stood up, pushing the chair back with my leg, and walked straight toward the door without answering him.
I heard movement behind me and stopped, turning.
“Do you want to ruin this one again?” I asked calmly.
He halted immediately, shoulders stiffening as if he had hit an invisible wall.
“I am sorry,” he said quickly. “I lost control, so it won’t happen again. I promise just forgive me, this once.”
I crossed my arms staring back at him. “So?”
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