Chapter 58 A Taste of Freedom

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“Are you sure about this dress, Dante? It's a little…provocative,” I asked as I looked at myself in the mirror.

The dress was beautiful, hugging my curves in all the right places, but it left very little to the imagination. It was a deep, sultry red—the color of temptation. The fabric...

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