Chapter 147

Clara’s POV

Did I look that bad? I thought the two ladies had done a good job.

"You can't go wearing that." He answered with a straight face.

"Why? Is it that bad?" I asked, my mind racing.

He was now approaching me, taking small steps at a time.

I didn't have time to change. I'd have to redo the make-up, too, and I'm sure that by then, the event will be over.

He was now only a few inches away from me. His presence became more demanding. His strong scent filled my nostrils. "There is no way you can go there looking this gorgeous." He whispered. His breath brushed against my ear, sending tingles down my spine.

I stepped away from him, slapping him gently on the shoulder. "You can't mess with me like this," I answered, my heart rate returning to normal.

"I'm serious. Isn't there some law in this country that says it's illegal for you to look this good?" he replied convincingly.

Thank goodness for makeup. My cheeks would probably be bright red right now.

"Come here," I heard him say. Be