Raya gave him a wicked, knowing smile before pulling the heavy velvet curtain shut, leaving Killian waiting on the edge of his seat.
A few minutes later, the curtain swept open for the second option.
This gown was a complete departure from the first—a sleek, liquid-silk slip dress in a shade of blue so dark it was almost black. It featured a dangerously low, draped cowl neckline that teased the bare skin of her chest, and the fabric clung desperately to every curve of her hips as she walked. But the real showstopper was when she turned around; the back of the dress was entirely nonexistent, dipping all the way down to the small of her spine, held together only by the thinnest, crisscrossing silver chains.
Killian’s jaw visibly tightened. His knuckles turned white where he was gripping t
