Angel's POV
The person who just entered turned out to be the attendant, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I had thought it was Venom, worried he might have overheard my curses, so I was glad it wasn't him.
"Miss, are you ready? Sir is already waiting for you outside," the attendant said, and I turned to face her.
"See, I'm not ready," I replied, my discomfort evident in my eyes.
"But you've already dressed, Miss. All you need to do is put on your high heels, and Sir will take you to a cosmetics store," the attendant stated.
"I know, but I wasn't referring to that. I'm talking about something else. Don't you have any other clothes? This outfit is too revealing, and I'm uncomfortable for me," I replied. The attendant simply chuckled softly in response.
"You don't have to feel shy, Miss
