WRITER'S POV
Natasha stared at herself in the mirror. The dress was a maxi with a relatively low cut at the front. It was wine red and made her pale skin looked way better.
Her make up was dark and smokey. It made her blue green eyes pop and mascara made her lashes look two times longer.
She was giddy with excitement. adrenaline rushed through her veins and she felt like a kid on sugar rush.
Sergio Portello.
Just his name made electricity course through her veins and a shiver to snake up her spine.
She hoped he'd be excited to see her and she him. She bit her red painted lip. He probably wouldn't. He'd always been like that, playing hard to get. To be honest she found it freaking sexy.
Natasha grabbed her panda designer purse and strutted out.
On her way to his office, she could b
