Mina

I spent an hour that morning choosing my dress. Not just any dress—the red one that hugged every curve of my body. The one that made men stop and stare. I put on my best makeup, painted my lips the color of blood, and looked at myself in the mirror.

Perfect.

Jace wouldn’t be able to resist me. Not today. Not when I looked this good and hot.

My heart was beating fast as I walked into the office building. I could feel eyes on me, and I loved it. Every single one of them was looking at me ...