Chapter 105: Out With It...
"Really, Nessa?" Emerald muttered under her breath, tugging out a slip of silver silk... barely covering 40% of her body if she was to put it on.
She stared at her open suitcase and groaned at the clothes she had for the trip..
Half the dresses Nessa had packed looked like they were chosen for a high-class brothel, not dinner. She held up a sheer black gown that had a slit running straight up the thigh and a neckline that could double as a belt.
"Was she planning for me to have sex every day or lead a lingerie revolution?" she muttered under her breath. "Am I sure I even own all these?"
She tossed the gown aside, sifting for something slightly less... indecent.
Eventually, she settled on a satin burgundy slip dress. It was still elegant, still a little bold, but less likely to make Adrien spontaneously combust... or her, for that matter.
She slipped it on, fixing her hair loosely over one shoulder. She gave herself a once-over in the mirror and then rolled her eyes at her reflection.
"I look like I’m about to seduce him," she grumbled, though she didn’t exactly hate the idea.
As she was about to grab her heels, her phone buzzed. She looked down and saw a message from her uncle.
DARIUS: All remaining moles in Adrien’s pack have been flushed. Nothing new on Alia. Motives still unclear.
Emerald sighed. Of course.
She threw her phone onto the bed, not wanting Alia or anything else to spoil the rest of her day. Tonight was for Adrien. It was about finding peace and figuring out what they actually were to each other.