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Chapter 7
Entering the closet, I eyed the red dress that looked more like lingerie. Putting it off the hanger, I scrutinized that small piece of dress. It was a sheer piece of clothing that I never ever wore. And I never intended to even. What was wrong with this woman? She chose the most skimpiest dress for me. Was it even called a dress? It was blood red and had a plunging neckline. I never wore this type of dress ever before. My sanity never allowed me to wear such a piece of cloth. It was nothing but awful. As much as I liked it, I hated it even more. It looked as if I was going to bed not a fucking date.
Did Marina hit her head or something? Was she even in her senses when she picked it up? I now regretted agreeing to her choosing the dress for me. I was never interested so I let her chose the dress for me when she asked, or more like demanded that I leave the dress on her. Now I realized why she did what she did. She wanted me to seduce that pervert or something? If she tho
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Rolling my eyes, I trudged towards the front door and yanked it open with a sour face. Just as I expected, the old man stood there in his disgustingly sweet smile that I so wanted to wipe off. I was already very tensed about what had happened a few hours ago and here this pervert just wanted to have fun. Huh. I scoffed as he raked my figure, stopping at my chest before meeting my eyes. "Well aren't you a beauty?" That was what he said as he forwarded his hand for me to take. For my father's sake, I internally rolled my eyes and put my hand in his awaiting one. Pulling me closer, he did a shocking thing. He kissed me on my cheek and I just felt so disgusted. Ew. "You look lovely Valerie." He complimented and I just smiled, trying not to grimace instead. "Thank you, Mr. Gavin," I spoke through my gritted teeth. "Oh just call me Gavin darling." He spoke and I just wanted to puke at his nicely worn suit
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