INARA’s POV.
With one last look at the mirror, I smile at myself before picking up my bag.
I am putting on a Bohemian spaghetti strap floral dress, my shoulders bare and a slit is running up to my thighs. I pull my hair Into a high ponytail and apply my signature red rouge. I bet even Mr valesquez won’t be able to resist me when he sees me because I am loving myself right now.
Picking up my clutch bag, I make my way out of the room.
Rocco is seated in the living room with his laptop but his attention turns to me the moment I climb down the stairs.
“Where are you going?” I see how his eyes travel over my body and settle on my face. Well, I can’t blame him, I know I look hot.
“To meet with a friend” I tell him, I needn’t tell him that that friend is Mr valesquez.
“Dressed like this?”
