Alpha Ren
It’s a soft lavender colour that flows around my hips, the fabric light.
When I come back to the car, adjusting the dress on my hips, Ren opens the car door at me, smiling. His intense gaze makes me blush, which I quickly conceal by crawling into the car. He follows me in, and driver continues on his way.
“You look stunning by the way,” Ren murmurs. Part of me wants to dismiss it, but him seeming so genuine has my stomach twisting with nerves. “Truly breathtaking.”
“You’re very kind.”