Candice’s POVBefore I knew it, the lights dimmed slightly, and soft classical music began to play through hidden speakers. A tall, well-dressed man walked onto the stage with a warm smile, holding a microphone. The auction had officially begun.My heart thudded lightly as I looked around. Everything about the room screamed luxury—from the glittering chandelier above our heads to the velvet-covered chairs we were sitting on. The guests looked just as expensive, whispering quietly behind their fans and glasses of wine, their eyes locked on the stage.The first item up for auction was an ancient porcelain vase from the Qing dynasty. Blue and white, with delicate hand-painted dragons swirling around it. The starting price was already sky-high. Dorian leaned toward me, his voice low and casual.“Do you like it?” he asked.I blinked, surprised. “It’s nice,” I said honestly, “but I don’t need it.”He simply nodded, raising his eyebrow a little, but said nothing.The next item was a limited-
Candice’s POVI knew I’d been caught.I realized I hadn’t fooled him one bit.Still, I tried.“Erm… erm…” I stuttered like a schoolgirl caught sneaking a snack before dinner. “I just… I just wanted to check if you’d already left.”It was a weak excuse, and we both knew it.Dorian raised an eyebrow, that amused smirk never leaving his face. “Oh? Is that what it was?” he said, his voice low and teasing. “Didn’t really look like you were checking if I had left, though. Looked more like you were pretending to sleep.”I opened my mouth but no words came out.There was nothing I could say. Nothing that wouldn’t sound even more suspicious. I turned my head away quickly, hoping to hide how embarrassed I was—but I could still hear the smile in his voice.He leaned back a little, resting his arm on the side of the chair, completely at ease. “So,” he added, this time with a slightly mocking tone, “do you still feel… unwell?”I shook my head before I could stop myself.That smirk of his deepened.
Candice’s POVThere was a knock at my door.I jumped.My heart was still recovering from what I’d overheard earlier, so the sound startled me more than it should have. For a moment, I thought about not answering. Maybe if I stayed quiet, whoever it was would just leave.But then I heard his voice.“Candice, it’s me.”Dorian.I closed my eyes and took a shaky breath. My pulse was racing again. I didn’t know what he wanted, and a part of me didn’t want to find out. But I couldn’t avoid him forever.I quickly wiped my palms on my dress and tried to calm down. I stood up, smoothing my hair and straightening my face into something that looked… normal. Calm. Like I hadn’t just been panicking in my room.When I opened the door, he walked in like he always did—confident, cool, unreadable. He didn’t seem to notice how tense I was, or maybe he just didn’t care.“There’s a charity auction happening tomorrow night,” he said, getting straight to the point. “You’ll be going with me.”I blinked.Wha
Candice POVI sat there in the car beside Dorian, still staring out the window, but I wasn’t really seeing anything.When he finally spoke, his voice was calm, smooth, like nothing that happened today meant anything at all.Just like that. Simple. Casual. Like he was talking about buying someone a cup of coffee or an extra bottle of water at the store. Like it wasn’t a big deal.But to me… it was.My chest tightened in pain. I quickly blinked away the sting in my eyes before it could become anything more. I didn’t want to cry. Of course, I should’ve known better.Of course Dorian would explain it like that.Of course he would try to make it sound meaningless.Because to him, it probably was.Just a moment. A nice gesture. A passing thought.To me, it had felt like something more—even if just for a second.Just for a second, in that dress, with his eyes on me and the shop assistant calling us a couple, I had almost let myself believe in something ridiculous.Something I had no right t
Dorian’s POVI didn’t expect it to feel like this.I was on my phone when I heard the curtain open. I immediately raised up my head to see Candice come out. The second Candice stepped out of the fitting room wearing that wedding dress, something inside me shifted. My heart did this strange thing… like it paused for half a second.She looked… breathtaking. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t speak.The wedding gown fit her so perfectly. It hugged every curve of her body like it was made just for her. The top wrapped around her chest in the most beautiful way, and the waist showed off her soft, perfect shape. The dress flowed down to the floor, simple but stunning.She wasn’t even wearing makeup. No lipstick, no eyeshadow, nothing. But somehow, she looked more beautiful than any woman I had ever seen. Her skin looked smooth, her eyes soft and calm, and her lips naturally full.She looked like a dream.And before I could stop it thinking about how beautiful she was, my mind started wandering.
Candice ~~The moment I stepped out of the fitting room, the entire boutique seemed to fall silent.The shop assistant, who had been gushing non-stop, audibly gasped, her eyes widening with admiration.“Oh my goodness,” she whispered, pressing a hand to her chest. “You look… stunning.”I turned to the full-length mirror, and for a moment, I barely recognized myself.The luxurious gown hugged my body in all the right places, flowing down in a cascade of shimmering fabric. The delicate lace trailed along my arms, and the subtle sparkle of the embellishments caught the light just enough to make me look almost… ethereal.I swallowed, my fingers brushing over the smooth material.It felt surreal.Like stepping into a dream I had once dared to have—a dream of walking down the aisle, of love, of a perfect wedding where I felt cherished. But reality had stolen that from me long ago.Yet… standing here now, looking at my reflection, I felt something strange bloom in my chest. A warmth. A flick
Candice~~I didn’t want his money. I didn’t want any of it.The moment we stepped out of the boutique, I pulled my hand away from his and kept a careful distance. He acted like buying me a closet full of designer clothes was a normal thing—like he hadn’t just turned me into someone else’s spectacle.I didn’t thank him. I couldn’t. My pride was already hanging by a thread.He didn’t say a word, and neither did I. We walked in silence through the high-end shopping district, his presence next to me heavy and impossible to ignore.My eyes wandered from one store window to another, trying to distract myself, trying to breathe. Then suddenly, I stopped.At the entrance of an elegant bridal boutique, a wedding dress was displayed on a mannequin, bathed in soft golden light. It was breathtaking—delicate lace cascaded down the gown, the bodice adorned with intricate floral embroidery, and a sheer, flowing train pooled like liquid silk. It was the kind of dress little girls dreamed of wearing
Candice’s POV“No, I want this not something affordable.”I said to her still pointing at the particular dress. The shop assistant’s fake smile quickly faded, replaced by a sneer.“Miss,” she said, her voice dripping with condescension, “I think you’re in the wrong place. We don’t have anything in here for… your type.”I blinked, barely believing my ears.“My type?” I repeated, my voice tight.She folded her arms, glancing at my outfit with obvious disdain. “Yes. You know—bargain hunters, window shoppers, people who come in just to touch things they can’t afford. We’ve had… incidents before. I’d hate to call security over a misunderstanding.”My blood boiled.“Excuse me?”She rolled her eyes, sighing dramatically. “Look, I know how this goes. You walk in here, pretending to browse, maybe even try something on, then suddenly—poof! An expensive item goes missing. It’s always the ones dressed like you.”I felt like I had been slapped.Dressed like me?I looked down at my outfit—just a s
Candice’s POVI was lounging in my room, flipping through a magazine absentmindedly when I heard a familiar, cheerful voice echo through the hallway.“Candice! I hope you’re not sulking in here!”Lily.Before I could even respond, the door swung open, and there she was, smiling as if she hadn’t a care in the world. She held a shopping bag in one hand and a mischievous glint in her eyes.“I brought you something,” she said, tossing the bag onto my lap before plopping down beside me.Curious, I pulled the package open, only to freeze when I saw what was inside—a revealing, undeniably sexy swimsuit. My face immediately burned.“Lily!” I gasped, holding it up like it was a piece of scandalous evidence.She laughed, clearly pleased with my reaction. “What? It’s perfect! Imagine this—you and my brother, all alone, out on a romantic swim date…” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Just picture it, Candice.”If my face wasn’t red before, it certainly was now. “A-A swim date? With Dorian?” My voice came