Proserpina

To incense and drive Lucien even crazier, I had asked Danielle to send me a dress for the evening.

I need something sexy and seductive, I had said and she had given a grunt.

Danielle was a darling.

She had outdone herself this time, I thought with a mischievous grin as I held it up and inspected the gown.

Deep, rich green in colour with sequins that shimmered as the light caught them when I moved, the gown set off my deep brown hair beautifully. I had curled the ends of my hair and now it hung like a soft, sensuous cloud, reaching to my hips.

The material was...