Share

The subtle alert

Madeline's POV

"Take a deep breath Miss Black," My stylist soothed as she struggled to pull the zipper of the dress. "And suck in-"

I turned over my shoulder, giving her a dead stare. "Suck in what?" 

I already had the flattest stomach possible. Anymore and my organs would be screaming for air. There was nothing to suck in anymore and she had better not finish the sentence or I was going to deck the shit out of her.  

"Nothing," she mumbled quickly and focused on yanking the zipper. Good at least she got the memo. I turned back to face the mirror, staring at the black dress I wore.  

The dress code for the event had been black, gold and royal blue. My hands ran over the coarse material, lips curling in distaste. It was a ball gown. Tight around the waist, snatched enough to make me feel a little dizzy in the head and then billowing out on the hips. It fel

Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status