Chapter 46: Breakfast In Red

I peered at my reflection in the mirror. I've never been much of a morning person, but here I am, all dolled up. Layla hooked me up with some seriously killer dresses from her stash, specifically for occasions like this. She's got a knack for handling the mistresses of Nicholas, as she claims.

Now, I'm strutting in this curve-hugging red wine dress that leaves little to the imagination. It's doing wonders for showcasing my assets—emphasis on cleavage, of course. The hem barely hits mid-thigh. Lips, eyeshadow, hair—everything coordinated in shades of red. Red was my vibe this morning. And don't get me started on my nails, they're matching too.

Red. All. Over.

Then I paired it with sleek black heels that highlighted my long and fair legs. Hey, beauty was my first weapon, after all. Stayed up late last night painting my nails in that fiery red shade too.

So, the plan? Crash that breakfast thing and mess around a bit with Nicholas. I mean, he ain't the only one who can play the ‘What's