MAFIA'S ANGEL
But the absolute second her eyes locked onto the crimson fabric in my hands, her eyes blew wide in shock, and all the color completely drained from her face.
"Y-yes," she nodded, her voice shaking slightly. "Of course."
I walked into the en-suite bathroom, slipped the dress on, and stepped back out.
"Holy shit. You look incredibly hot, Angelina!" she gasped, throwing her hands over her mouth.
I blushed deeply at her praise, turning to look at myself in the full-length mirror.
The dress was a stunning, deep crimson red. It hugged my curves perfectly, ending just past my mid-thigh. It featured a daring, plunging neckline and an entirely open back. As I turned slightly, the luxurious fabric cau
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