ROSE

The fabric felt a little too delicate against my fingertips.

“Stop obsessing, you look great!” Andrea, my maid, gushed as she swept the bold waves she had created with my hair back.

I pulled my hands from the silk dress, the black a stark contrast against my skin went perfectly with my scorched black hair and gold heels. I looked amazing, I know I did. But why did my reflection in the mirror look so scared?

He’s just a regular guy, a plain old regular guy, right?”

“Oh honey, we both know there’s nothing plain or regular about a hot as the freaking sun mega billionaire.” She chuckled, ignorant...