Cunning man is back.

"You do not need to fuss so much. A simple dress would do!" Hazel looked at the dresses with a look of disapproval in her eyes.

The dresses were heavier than one would wear in the ball party or her own marriage. Though she was the empress, she only dresses modestly when she goes out. Why were they showing her such a fancy dress today?

"My lady, sir Alfred had sent the dresses personally telling that my lord had chosen them." he did!? She raised a brow at the strange reply as she could not believe it.

After ghosting her for a week, he was treating her so nicely to the level of choosing a dress for her? Did that cunning vampire take her as a fool?

Taking a breath, she scanned the dresses once again. All of them were so fancy and sensual. With a deep cut on the back to a low neckline, a long slit from the thighs to small slits on her waist.

She could already feel the headache from the night.