She stood in front of her vanity mirror, smoothing the soft, emerald green dress Victor had picked out for her. The material clung to her in all the right places, the silky texture cascading down her body. She was feeling both excited and nervous about tonight's gala since Victor was going to be one of the honorees due to his work with philanthropy. He had insisted that she join him as his date, but with events like this in high society, she knew she would never really fit in.
Victor entered the room, smoothing out his cufflinks, and when his eyes landed on her, they brightened. "You look stunning, Sophia," he said, moving toward her to brush his hand against her waist.
"Thank you," she returned with a smile, her heart fluttering with the touch of his hand.
He bent and lightly kissed he
