Chapter 62. The Masked Ball

RENEE 

Some Days Later 

"Ma'am, raise your chin slightly. We're almost finished." The makeup artist gave me instructions, and I followed them exactly. 

The woman was quick, and as she brushed my face and the stray hairs, I looked in the vanity mirror, taking in my appearance. 

Today was the day of the masked party Robert had been invited to, and I was currently being primped and prepped for the occasion. 

His hotel suite's bedroom had been converted into a somewhat intimate dressing room, and with various stylists and makeup artists on hand to attend to my every need, it felt as if this event was more for me than for him—than for us. 

What else could I expect from our first official outing as a couple? 

Of course, he'd want to go all out, and a shiver ran down my spine as I wondered if I'd fit in with his world. 

A world that screamed wealth, extravagance, and grandeur. 

I had