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The gala

The burgundy strappy dress flowed down just above my knees. It wasn't revealing but it snitched on the right places and seemed perfect. After getting all ready, I descended from the steps to meet with Leander who had been bothering me for the past hour to leave the room without getting my hair done.

I didn't listen to him. Not once.

His gaze met with mine and crashed. His eyes quickly spread, roaming over my body. It had been a long while since he had seen me dress up.

"You wish you fucked ...

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