Descended (The Red Blindfold Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Red lip stain. Black liner on my upper lids. Smoky eyeshadow that brought out a trace of green in my eyes. I was one part femme fatale and one part innocent gamine, a combination I hoped would wreak havoc on Marc’s self-control. I dressed in pink silk panties and sheer thigh-high stockings and the ruched jersey dress Marc had given me the week before. It was so beautiful, I couldn’t let it shrivel up in my suitcase after wearing it only once. And if it made him notice me for even a second, it was worth the time I’d spent ironing it. “What’s the occasion?” he asked when I joined him in the hotel dining room. His smile was stiff, as if he hadn’t prepared to see me in seductive clothes with my nipples showing through the thin fabric. “It’s a pretty dress,” I said, allowing the maître d’ to push in my chair. “Why waste it?” “Good question.” Marc opened his menu and held it up in front of his face. I sat squinting at the black leather cover, vacillating between stinging disappointment and the impulse to smack the menu out of his hands.
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