Chapter 211: The gala
Sophia approached Abby from behind, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she cocked her head to the side and met Abby’s gaze in the reflection of the dressing room mirror. "Can you wear something a little more," she began, reaching forward to ball the material of Abby’s dress in her fist and pulling it taut against her body, "slutty? Something that shows off your curves?"
Abby turned to face Sophia, a mix of surprise and amusement playing on her features. "We’re going for slutty?" she asked, a hint of skepticism in her voice.
Sophia’s lips curled into a small grin as she bit down on her lip. "We’re going for revenge, baby," she replied, her tone teasing yet determined.
Abby chewed on her inner cheek for a moment, considering Sophia’s words. "Mm," she finally murmured, nodding in agreement. If revenge was the game, then she was ready to play.
Sophia’s mischievous grin widened as she surveyed Abby’s reflection in the full-length mirror. "Trust me, darling, revenge is a dish best served hot, and tonight, you’re going to scorch the room."
Abby raised an eyebrow skeptically, but there was a glint of excitement in her eyes. "Okay, but let’s make sure it’s classy hot, not trashy hot."
Sophia chuckled, her fingers already skimming through the racks of designer gowns. "Don’t worry, Abby dear, I’m a master of elegance with just the right amount of sass."
Sophia wasted no time in rummaging through the racks of designer gowns, her fingers dancing over the luxurious fabrics as she searched for the perfect ensemble.
She pulled out a gown in a deep, midnight blue, its fabric shimmering in the soft light of the dressing room. "This," she declared, holding it up against Abby’s figure, "is going to make you the envy of every woman in the room and the fantasy of every man."