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?"

I walked towards the door and took a deep

dry at

The ever handsome, Gabriel Wilsons in his mouth-watering outfit of the night. He's wearing just a simple black shirt

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

at his

Madi? That's my grandmother's dress when she's at

Jamie's exact words.

my mouth when we both heard Jamie laugh. We both looked at her. But her laugh died instantly when she noticed that Gabriel had a serious

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

come with a better excuse?'- I asked silently on her

she's out of our sight, Gabriel

are you wearing, Madi? What is that?" he asked in

repeated what I told

is what we called

I wasn't born yesterday not to know what is called 'fashion' or

fashion for clothes? You're a man!"

is your room?" I looked

What are you

asking you, where

"Upstairs! Why?"

grabbed my wrist again and led me

"What are you doing---"

change your fucking clothes into a nice

my eyes after realizing

I stopped walking and his head

"And why?"

I snapped at him annoyed, but the jerk

he shrugged and I glared

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

Wilsons! Just go back to the living room and wait

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