Madi's POV:

"What am I going to wear--- what am I going to wear? Argh!" I kept asking myself for more than 10th times this evening.

"I hate you, Mr Wilsons!" I grabbed my hair in frustration as I walked into my closet.

"What should I suppose to wear?" I asked myself again. "A dress? A short? mini-dress? long dress------"

I paused as I smiled at the thought that popped up in my head.

"Great, Madi! You're such a smart woman!" a devilish grin formed on my lips.

Ten minutes before seven in the evening, I decided to go downstairs and wait for him in the living room. For sure he knows how to knock.

But as I went down the stairs, Jaime looked at me as if she saw a clown. I just rolled my eyes but then smiled at her.

"What is that, Madi?" she can't stop laughing.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"What are you wearing? Seriously? An ankle-length white skirt and a white-loose blouse? Where are you from--- 16th or 15th century?" She laughed again, clutching her stomach.

"Why? It's fashion." I just shrugged.

"Yeah, that's a great fashion, Madi. That's also how my great-grandmother's style when she's a teenager."

And I laughed with her. Why? Because I can imagine what Gabriel's reaction would be after seeing my 'beautiful' outfit.

"By the way, where are you going?" she bit her lower lip to keep from laughing.

But before I could answer her question, there's a knock on the front door.

She arched her eyebrow. "Expecting someone?"

walked towards the door and took a deep

at the sight in front of

Gabriel Wilsons in his mouth-watering outfit of the night. He's wearing just a simple black shirt and black pants, but you can't

my dress. And without waiting for a second, he pushed me back inside the door and closed it with a loud bang

gasped at his

hell are you wearing, Madi? That's my grandmother's

Jamie's exact words.

looked at her. But her laugh died instantly

I think I forgot to turn off the faucet."

a better excuse?'- I asked silently

our sight, Gabriel

is that?" he asked in a

repeated what I told

what we

to know what is

You're a

room?" I looked at him,

What are you

where

"Upstairs! Why?"

he grabbed my wrist again and led

"What are you doing---"

change your fucking clothes into a

out of my eyes after

do that!" I stopped walking and his head turned back to

"And why?"

I can do it myself!" I snapped at him annoyed, but the jerk himself

help you." he shrugged

to the cold Mr Wilsons in the office? Because the man in front of me

hell no, Mr Gabriel Wilsons! Just go back to the living room and wait for

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