“Matte, Satin, or liquid red?”
Elena asked, leaning into the mirror as she flipped her hair to the side.
Weekends were slowly becoming her favorite time of the week and for this one, she was willing to go all out.
Her maroon dress hung three inches above her knees with a high neck in the front and a low-cut V-neck at the back that revealed the deep line running from her exposed neck to her small waist.
Her makeup was light but she felt the irresistible urge to wear lipstick.
“Matte. Definitely…matte.” A voice yawned in the background.
Elena sighed. Grabbing the phone from the vanity table, she yelled into the speaker. “Get your lazy ass up from that bed, Ruby.”
“We’ve got a long day ahead of us.”
“Yes ma’am.”
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A low, rhythmic clink sounded in the hallway, drawing the attentio
