The DON's Princess
Sparklewriterforget my husband i'll go make money chapter 62
she said, and I looked up.
She looked stunning. The emerald dress flowed freely, hugging her curves in all the right places. It shimmered with her every movement, her hips swaying effortlessly as if the dress had been made for her. I stood frozen, forgetting to breathe.
"How is it?" she asked.
I struggled to answer, caught in a trance.
"Is it okay?" she asked again, waving her hand in front of my face.
"Yes!" I coughed, trying to snap out of it. "It’s fine," I said, my voice colder than I’d intended.
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