Raine

"You look stunning, Tigru," Cage's voice was rich and resonated with deep satisfaction. His satisfaction was well deserved—the night was magical special and amazing. He'd made sure of it, down to the very last detail, even my dress. 

Cage had commissioned the finest seamstresses in Armand's kingdom to create a one-of-a-kind dress. I had never seen anything like it. A stunning design including birds, butterflies, and flowers in rich jeweled tones was intricately beaded, and carefully positioned to just barely cover my private parts, leaving the rest of my skin on display through the sheer, completely see-through fabric. The dress had a seductive high slit all of the way...