Claire's pov
I couldn't believe my ears; was she really going to take me to see Lorenzo? I thought she would never consider it, given the fear she holds for Damian, but I guess I was wrong.
"And I'm all done," Lisa said with a sigh, stepping away from the mirror.
"Wow," I remarked, gazing at my reflection. My makeup was meticulously applied, exuding a bold, empowered aura. The gown clung to my body like a second skin, extending just below my hips, while my cleavage commanded attention.
"Thank you for this, Lisa," I expressed, reaching out to hold her hands, locking eyes with her in gratitude.
"You make my job easy, Claire. You're stunning, and you've got an amazing figure," she complimented, her smile radiating warmth.
"You're beautiful too, Lisa," I replied with a sincere smile. "So
