“Come in,” Jess said as a knock broke her thoughts. She stood by the window, her hands nervously moving on the silk material of her gown, a dress that fell almost too grand for her. She stared at her reflection in the beautiful ornate mirror, barely recognising the woman she had become in just a few hours.
Luca stepped inside, his presence commanding yet welcoming. His all-black suit emphasized his large shoulders, and his blue eyes softened up when they landed on her body. “Good morning, my Queen,” he greeted with a small smile on his face.
Jess’s cheeks warmed. She glanced at her reflection one more time, unsure of how she was going to respond. “I don’t feel much like a queen if I am being honest” she admitted, smoothing the fabric of her dress one more time.
Luca closed the distance
