My Stepbrother's Dirty Little Secret novel Chapter 388

Chapter 388

Raphael finally let go of my waist, stepping up to the main desk. He leaned his hips against the edge of the console, crossing his arms over his chest as he studied my face in the blue light.

“Parties aren’t really your thing, are they?” he asked, his deep voice sounding incredibly soft now that we were alone.

“Not these kinds of parties,” I admitted in a low voice, “I only like them when it’s just girls around. It feels safer that way.”

Raphael’s eyes dragged slowly down my body, and I felt my spine straighten without meaning to

I had spent almost an hour getting ready tonight. Which was ridiculous, honestly, because I never cared this much before. My closet was full of oversized hoodies, jeans, crop tops and clothes that helped me disappear into the background.

But tonight, I had pulled on a black dress that fit my body like it had been sewn onto me. Soft fabric clung to my waist and hips, tracing every curve without making it hard to breathe. Thin white straps rested over my shoulders tied into tiny bows that made the dress look sweeter than it really was. The hem stopped high on my thighs, leaving my legs completely bare.

And the truth was ugly and embarrassingly simple.

I dressed like this for him.

Not for the party.

Not for attention.

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