Olivia’s POV
I was dressed in a black fitted dress that clung to my curves, accentuating my shape and highlighting my figure. My red wavy hair was let loose on my shoulders, and a little makeup was applied to my face. I wore silver heels that matched my purse. Standing before the mirror, I couldn’t help but admire myself. I looked stunningly beautiful and couldn’t remember the last time I’d dressed this beautifully and expensively. A small smile appeared on my face as I wondered how Alpha Enzo would react when he saw me. I bet he would not be able to take his eyes off me. For some reason, I began blushing, but quickly, I reminded myself that this was a man I was supposed to be thinking of killing, not smiling smugly while thinking of him.
The buzzing of my phone caught my attention, and
