Chapter 13

A pink silk vest dress, with a belt around her high waist, floor length with a high slit on the side.

High-heeled wedged black shoes.

She wasn’t a fan of makeup, but Mia had given her a natural one.

Her hair all fell down on her shoulders gracefully.

She stared at herself in the mirror and smiled.

Marcos had managed to purchase the perfect dress that held onto her body, exposing all her curves perfectly.

Turning around, she stared at Mia, who sat on the bed looking at her with adoration. “I’m jealous, girl,” she said with wide eyes and a beautiful smile, making Larissa shake her head.

“Thank you,” she whispered, and Mia nodded before standing up to leave her alone in the room.

She turned back to the mirror on the wardrobe doors. She seemed different even to herself. 

She was a bit nervous about this banquet, in all her life she had attended only one with Franco during her training