Chapter 17

• Cesmae's POV
• I didn't know what to expect but it certainly wasn't this.
• The dress Kylian had chosen for me was nothing short of scandalous. I lifted it from the platter with a mix of disbelief and trepidation. The fabric was a daring, shimmering gold that seemed almost liquid, draping loosely yet clinging in all the right places. The dress featured a plunging neckline that bared much of my chest and a daringly high slit that reached mid-thigh, exposing a significant portion of my legs. The back was open, dipping low to reveal the curve of my spine and barely concealing the curve of my behind. It was held together by a few delicate, crisscrossed straps that left my skin exposed and vulnerable. The idea of wearing such a garment made my cheeks burn with both embarrassment and apprehension.