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CHAPTER TWELVE: TAKEN

Penulis: Debbie Star
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-10 20:44:12
I stared at my reflection in the mirror and I couldn’t recognize the glamourous woman staring back. I looked like a princess draped in luxury. The hairstylist had done a wonderful job and the make up was subtle but defined.

I touched my neck, imagining a beautiful jewelry around it and just then, Vince entered with a small box in his hand.

He looked so different in a white cooperate shirt but handsome nevertheless. His hair was still wet from showering, his perfectly tailored dark slacks molded to his powerful thighs.

“I picked the green dress. It looked better with my eyes.” I said, rubbing my hands down the beautiful emerald dress I was wearing. The smooth, cool fabric soothed my aching backside.

He said nothing in reply, his icy eyes all fixed on me.

“Vince--.” I tried to say something but I pressed my lips together when he turned me around to face the mirror again. He took out a dazzling silver jewelry from the box and fixed it around my smooth neck.

“Thank you. It
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