Ariana’s POV
“I have no idea what I am doing but I’ll do it anyway.” I stubbornly told myself in the mirror that I was dressing up in a chocolate knee-length lacy dress, whose lacy part covered the cleavages but was still a one-shoulder dress. I traced the hem of the dress with my fingers feeling the fine material; it was such a fine dress, too beautiful to wear to a battlefield.
Yeah, battlefield... I intend to make Ethan’s evening as terrible as it could be. I took one final look at myself in the mirror, making sure my chocolate gem embued stilettos were shining as I headed off with a golden leather designer bag that matched the belt I had around my waist to further show my shape.
I let out a soft sigh walking out of my walk-in closet back to my room, then to the living room and fina
