The End Of a Marriage
Chapter 233
But he knew better than to rush her. To push too fast would only send
her running, and he wanted her–no, needed her–right by his side,
for this and everything that would come after.
“Thank you,” he said, his voice lowering slightly with a genuine note
of appreciation. “But there’s a dress code for the party,” he added,
watching her every move with careful attention. “You need to wear
something red. Something… really sexy.”
Isla blinked at him, her expression a mixture of surprise and
confusion. “Really?” Her voice had dropped just enough for him to
hear the uncertainty lingering beneath her words. “But I don’t have
anything in red, or… sexy,” she finished in a soft, almost embarrassed
murmur.
Graham’s lips parted into a slow smile, the kind of smile that didn’t
reach his eyes at first, but instead seemed to deepen as he studied
her. He could already tell. She didn’t have anything red or sexy. He
knew that without question. Between Maggie’s nunnish style and her
father’s obsession with dressing her like a doll, she had likely never
even considered something so… provocative.
And that’s exactly why he’d said it.
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And then, as if everything had clicked into place, Graham knew he
had her exactly where he wanted her. A silent grin tugged at the
corners of his lips, but he quickly masked it with a forced cough,
playing it cool. “Well then,” he began, his tone smooth and deliberate, “I suppose you’ll have to go shopping. Get the whole attire–dress,
shoes, a bag, and all the accessories to match.”
He made a show of counting the items off on his fingers, his voice
steady, but his eyes never leaving hers. If he had her attention when
he mentioned the party, now he had it all. Every part of her focus was
trained on him, wide–eyed, her elbows pressed on the table, chair
scooted in closer as she leaned forward.
“Really?” she asked, her voice almost breathless, before she quickly
caught herself. “I mean… do I really need to?”
Graham, fighting the urge to smile too broadly, nodded seriously,
keeping his expression even, though the flicker of satisfaction was
hard to suppress. “In fact, I think you should get your hair and nails
done as well,” he added, as though offering her simple instructions,
treating her like a new project he was overseeing. His voice was
casual, but there was a sharp edge of command to it.
“Everyone will be dressed like that. I wouldn’t want to stand out and
embarrass you.“he blinked at her, confusion momentarily clouding
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her features, Graham’s eyes softened for a split second, his heart
giving a jolt. Embarrass him? He almost laughed aloud at the
thought. This girl? She would outshine everyone at that party. She
didn’t even realize it yet, but the moment she stepped into the room,
heads would turn. She was that beautiful, that radiant–her innocence
and grace like a beacon in a room full of pretension. But he didn’t
correct her. Let her think she needs to impress him. Let her believe
that he’s the one being saved.
“Of course,” he said, a quiet note of amusement hidden in his voice. He glanced at his watch, snapping back into business mode. “But for
all of that to come together before tonight, we’ll need to leave now.
We’ll be in New York in an hour.”
His words hung in the air, and for a moment, there was no argument.
She simply stared at him, her lips parting slightly, and then, without
hesitation, she nodded.
“I’ll get dressed then,” she said, her voice suddenly quiet, almost as if
she were still processing everything.
Graham couldn’t stop the thrill of anticipation from rising within
him. He’d already planned this–the shopping, the transformation. He
knew what she would look like when she finally stepped out in that
red dress, the perfect match for the woman she was becoming under his careful guidance. And he would be there, watching it all unfold,
watching her shine.
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As she stood up to leave, he leaned back in his chair, watching her
every move. The game had just begun, and he was more than ready to
play.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
