Caspian
"Why are you staring?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you want to get f****d by me too."
Ava's eyes snapped up, and she immediately retorted, "I'm not staring." Her tone was sharp, and she quickly added, "I'm leaving. I shouldn't have even come here in the first place."
My expression turned stern, and I snapped back, a frown appearing on my face, "No, you're not leaving... Especially not like that."
I reached for my phone on the desk and dialed Clara. "I need a dress for my wife," I instructed.
Clara's voice was efficient on the other end of the line. "Yes, sir."
Twenty minutes later, a pink dress was brought into the room. I nodded curtly at Clara and took the dress from her. Then, I turned to Ava, my eyes still intense.
"Wear this," I said.
Ava's response was
