Chapter Ninety One

I twirled around, doing a 360 in front of Aziel.

“How do I look?” I asked him. I was wearing a double-strapped short black dress with a very low neckline that exposed my chest and little front boobs. My black purse and heels matched my dress and my long natural curly hair was straightened flat to my back, almost touching my butt. My makeup was on fleek and I could say I looked breathtaking.

His eyes went over my face leisurely, down to my body before snapping back to my face.

He gave a single nod. “Adequate.”

I scowled at him. “It took me almost three hours to achieve this look and that is all you have to say?”

“Yes.” He deadpanned.

“Whatever. I don’t care.” I said before walking over to the Mercedes parked in the garage. I was a bit upset that he didn’t have any other thing to say about my looks beyond that one word. I mean did he even notice that I had to use heat on my hair just because of him, I could have fried my hair if I hadn’t been careful. Why did he say I looked beaut