The next day…
Thalia slipped into the gown George had gifted her, the dress clung to her curves with liquid grace, its neckline cut deep into a plunging V that stopped just above her waist, exposing her cleavage.
The fabric was black in colour ,shimmering under the chandelier, flowing down her legs with a slit so high it revealed the smooth length of her thigh at every step. Her hair fell soft, cascading over her shoulders, framing her flawless face. A diamond necklace rested against her collarbone, while her bold red lips gave her a fierce, captivating glow.
Her beauty is something to write about, she looked more like a goddess.
She was attending an interview, it's the first time she would accept the invitation because she knows a lot of questions would be asked. And at the time she
