Lily's POV

I looked at myself in the mirror, studying the reflection that stared back. Gone was the timid, nervous girl who had cried herself to sleep, who had begged, who had been used and abandoned. In her place was someone sharper, stronger, more dangerous, a woman who had learned how to bend the world to her will.

The red dress hugged my body, bold and my curves were amazing in it . My hair fell in soft waves, my makeup was perfect but not overdone, the red lipstick, golden . I smiled faintly, almost cruelly. They wouldn’t recognize me. Not Leo. Not Richie. Not anyone who had ever underestimated...