My heels clacked against the marble floors as I walked downstairs.
I was dressed in a long, tight fitted dress that was black and professional looking. It had thick straps and the neckline was kind of low, showcasing my perfect breasts. I had a suit jacket to go over it, and a matching black hand purse completing the look.
I knew papa would loose his s**t if I kept showcasing my breasts to everybody.
I carried seven folders of pictures and evidence that I needed to show to the families. I already had a plan, I just needed to put it into action.
Nìkolai should have called the others to tell them to meet us at the club. Matteo and I needed to leave soon if we were gonna make it on time.
“Where are you going dressed like that?” My grandfather questioned as he sipped on his whiskey i
