The next morning,
Esmeralda awoke with a renewed sense of purpose. She took her time getting ready, knowing that her appearance could be a weapon, a subtle form of defiance against Diego’s attempts to control her. She chose a fitted black dress that accentuated her figure without being too revealing.
It was elegant, sophisticated, perfect for a business meeting. Her makeup was carefully applied, the smoky eyes giving her a fierce look, and the bold red lipstick adding a touch of rebellion. She styled her hair in loose waves that framed her face, adding to the effect.
When she stepped outside to meet Diego, she caught the flicker of surprise in his eyes. He wasn’t used to seeing her like this, not anymore. His gaze swept over her, lingering on her lips before his expression hardened.
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