Catriona was fitting the gown that their boss's personal designer made for her. It was a baby blue gown and it complimented her skin color and her ink-black hair. Her figure was an athletic hourglass. But never did they know that in that body shape—hides her heavy weight.
"What do you think?" Brandon asked.
"It's comfortable."
"Good then. I made it comfortable especially for you. Do you want to fit the designs of the costume for your cover-up?" the designer asked. She cringed and it brought back memories, but Brandon didn't notice it from her face.
"Okay."
She got inside to find seductive bras and panties with flashy accessories. She once wore this in front of those lustful eyes. She danced seductively, that every night one would run up to the stage and touch her. She shuddered just r
