Bianca’s POv
I stood infront of the mirror checking the different dresses on my body.
Then, I heard a soft knock on my door.
“Come in.” my voice rung out.
And then, Martha stepped in with a black box in hand.
“Mr. Damain sent me to give you this.”
I didn't need to ask to guess what it was. A dress.
Damian could take me for trash but when it comes to guest, he never failed to make a presence.
I took it with a nod and waited till she left to open it.
It was black silk dress.
I slid it over my skin, hugging my body tightly, exposing my curves. It exposed parts of my body I'd rather it not.
It's shoulder hung low over mine, exposing my breasts to a length, and it was so short, it revealed my some part of my upper thighs
God! As if he can't be anymore annoying, he brings m
