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he said, his voice low and unbothered, lifting the wine glass to his lips. "Petra said you wanted to see me." I said. "I told her by ten not now," he said. Thank Goodness, Petra misunderstood. I was going to personally thank her later. Madden held my gaze and took a slow sip of his wine and set the glass on the table beside him. He stood up and crossed the room and stopped in front of me and looked down at my face and I looked up at him and waited. "Take it off," he said. I reached for the hem of my dress and pulled it over my head and unclasped my bra and pushed my underwear down my legs and stood in front of him completely bare in the low warm light of his bedroom and held his gaze and did

I could not recognise myself in the mirror when Jade was done with me. Jade was truly a fashionista and had outdone herself. The midnight-blue gown she chose for me was breathtaking. Alexander must have given her my size because the dress fit so perfectly. I had taken my wedding dresses back home, and he had never cared to ask for them, so how was he able to get my size. The only answer I could think of was Mia. Perhaps he had asked Mia for my size, and she had been able to give my size to him accurately.

Ivana added, buttressing Dawn's point. Dawn was clad in a red long-sleeved mid-thigh dress that hugged her slim frame, giving off her long legs. She went all nude on her face, her hair left unpacked, dropping past her mid-back. She looked like she was about to grace the cover of Vogue magazine. Ivana, as usual, stuck with something simple. A pink satin dress that pressed firmly against her skin, augmenting its paleness. Her blonde hair was thrown atop her head in a messy bun, having the littlest makeup on her face.