Bound To The Sinful Lycan
The scent alone makes me want to melt.
They massage oils into my scalp and then curl my hair into soft, luxurious waves that fall neatly over my shoulders.
Pandora, on the other hand, commits fully.
They attach long extensions that cascade all the way down her back and curl them into waves too. When they’re done, her short, soldier-like appearance is completely gone.
After that, we move on to pedicures and glossy nail polish. By the time we’re finished, I stare at her in disbelief.
She looks breathtaking, elegant, and feminine. Nothing like the tomboy who strutted into the boutique earlier with Raegon’s stolen card.
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