Chalter Forty Five Not letting her go

Leniela descended the stairs clad in a one hand long sleve straight silver sequin gown which ended just below her knee with matching heels. Savina had urshered her to take the gown earlier as it wasn't reaveling enough and would show off her figure which it indeed did.

Her curled aurburn hair was pushed to the left with silver clips on it. Her makeup was very light with only pink lipstick.

"I'm gonna miss my steps if you keep looking at me like that". Leniela shyly said as she spotted Cesare waiting for her down stairs. He was literally almost drooling as his eyes had darkened with lust.

"Can you blame me" he asked streching his hands and she gracefully took it. "You look exquisite to night".

A blush stained her cheeks" Thank you and you look good too". She replied. He was in a three piece armani suite which suited him perfectly as if it was made for him. His thick black hair was pulled back giving him the smart look.

As they walked outside, Cesare noticed some of his men dared