.CHAPTER 8.

AT SEVEN-THIRTY, or the moment just past, Sre's need to not come off as a whore jumping at the opportunity to seduce a zillionaire had her settling for the nude coloured bandage gown hugging her features. The clothing stretched taut across her hips and breasts, outlining her curves perfectly.

The frontal part of the dress graced with a criss cross bodice possessed a sizeable diamond-shaped cut that showed a great deal of her underboobs and part of her upper abdomen, the skirt portion of the garment laying over her flesh like a second skin.

She'd kept her accessories to a minimum, opting for large hoop earrings on her ears and a gold bracelet on her wrist. Raven black hair was piled atop her head into a neat bun, exposing a slim neck to the atmosphere. She'd made sure to lay her edges so her baby hairs stayed plastered to her scalp in smooth swirls.

The back of the gown was delicately plain, adorned with a slim zipper that