Part 2
An Hour Later
Kaaya stood in front of the massive mirror, staring at the reflection that barely felt like her own.
The dress blood red, silk, dangerously low-cut at the back clung to her body like it had been made just for her. The slit on the side ran impossibly high, exposing long, smooth legs with every step. Her hair fell in soft waves, cascading over her shoulders, framing her perfectly sculpted face. The diamond necklace Dev had sent with the dress sparkled against her skin, a symbol of both possession and power.
She looked… breathtaking. Ethereal. Like she didn’t belong to this world.
Even she had to admit she looked like something out of a dream. Or a nightmare, depending on who was watching.
A knock on the door.
She turned just as Dev walked in and the look in his
