Rachel’s POV

I stood in front of my closet, trying to decide what to wear to the business gala. Darius said we had to attend; after looking for every reason to bail on him, he didn’t let me.

I finally settled on a simple yet elegant black dress that fell just above my knees.

I didn’t want to wear anything catchy, just simplicity.

As I slipped into my heels, Diana walked into my room. "Wow, Rach, you look amazing!" she exclaimed.

I bit down a blush. "Thanks, I was ...