14 - Sweet
Ivy
“That was not nice, Petal.” Aiden’s deep voice brushed through my ear, his body pressing against my back. I whimpered, his sharp face staring at me through the reflection in the mirror. “Teasing me like that. Wearing this skimpy dress.”
I nodded, too embarrassed and flustered to say anything. How could I? He had lunged at me when I had tried on the dress, wrapping his hand around my throat and shutting us both in the cramped place of the dressing room.
“Aiden,” I breathed. “What if someone finds us?”
When I had told him about going to buy a dress for Zara and Hayden’s wedding, I didn’t think he would want to come with me shopping for a dress. He must have important work to do, but he offered to come along, telling me it was another reason to see me all dressed up in di
