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TWENTY-THREE

KIERA’S POV

I erupted from the bathroom, towel in hand, dabbing my hair dry when a knock interrupted my moment of peace. I opened the door to find Claire, one of the house staff, standing there with a box in her hands.

“Miss, Master Gabriel asked me to deliver this to you,” she said, handing it over.

My brows knitted together.

What’s Gabriel up to now?

I closed the door, curiosity bubbling inside me as I opened the box. Inside lay a stunning dress and a handwritten note.

“Wear this. I’ll have Marco pick you up in 20 minutes.”

My eyebrows shot up. “I hope he’s not planning anything stupid this time,” I muttered to myself.

Walking to my drawer, I grabbed a pen and added a little something to his note.

*PLEASE*

[Please, wear this. I’ll have Marco pick you up in 20 minutes]

I read out, Mmmhh..That sounds a lot better. I smiled to myself as I folded the note and tucked it into my purse.

Standing before the mirror, I marveled at my reflection. The dress I wore was deep red, hugging my curves
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