Chapter 4

Mia’s POV

“Husband, this dress is way too tight,” I said the second the silent woman finished zipping me up. My voice came out breathy because the white fabric hugged every curve like it was painted on.

It was short enough that it barely covered the bottom of my ass and the neckline dipped so low my tits were practically spilling out.

The delicate diamond collar around my neck felt cold and heavy, like a constant reminder that I belonged to him now.

The attendant didn’t say a word, just bowed her head and left the room, leaving me standing there in front of the full-length mirror.

I...