Chapter-71

Amara held her breath as the attendee tightened the corset around her chest. She gently fussed over the laces, making sure every knot and bow was just right. Amara almost gasped loudly as her breasts burst through the deep neck, held only by the straps. Her cheeks flushed crimson. The fabric conformed snugly to her figure with each pull of the laces. She squeezed her eyes shut. This was the first time she was going to wear such a revealing dress in public.

Her eyes snapped open in alarm, and a gasp caught in her throat as she realized how tight the bodice actually was. Cheeks ablaze, she hoped the attendant would leave her be. The attendee fixed her hair, typing them up with bobby pins at the back of her head, and let two lose strands cradle her face. Amara didn’t know why Rhys wanted to bring her with him, but she could refuse. He was already doing so much for her and the least she could do was obey him. As she finished her final touch-ups, Amara took a deep breath and tried to calm