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?"

just smiled and shrugged as I walked

surprisingly, my mouth went dry at the sight in front of

outfit of the night. He's

his jaws dropped after seeing my dress. And without waiting for a second, he pushed me

gasped at

Madi? That's my grandmother's dress when

Jamie's exact words.

we both heard Jamie laugh. We both looked at her. But her laugh

I'm going to the kitchen. I think I forgot to

a better excuse?'- I

of our sight, Gabriel

wearing, Madi? What is that?" he asked in a

just repeated what I told

is what we called fashion!"

born yesterday not to know what

about woman's fashion for clothes? You're a man!" I withdrew

your room?" I looked at him,

What are

asking you, where is

"Upstairs! Why?"

he grabbed my wrist again

"What are you doing---"

fucking clothes into a

popped out of my eyes

stopped walking and his head turned back

"And why?"

at him annoyed, but the jerk himself just smirked at

you." he shrugged and I

in the office? Because the man in

go back to the living room and wait for me on

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