Promise: The Deception Trilogy, Book 3 by Fallon Hart

Author:Fallon Hart [Hart, Fallon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BluHart Publishing
Published: 2019-01-18T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Scarlett

“The club looks amazing.” Amelia greeted me with a kiss on the cheek. “And you look beautiful.”

I gave her a small smile. “You do too. You always do.”

And she did. She looked spectacular in the Marchesa dress. She'd sent me photos of her shopping for a dress for the club's Christmas Party so I could give my opinion. I'd told her this dress was my favorite. It was floor-length and fitted to perfection on top with delicate off-the-shoulder wipe straps and a flattering sweetheart neckline. It was ombre in color – a pale jade green on top that eventually got darker until it was almost black it was such a dark green around the train. The pleated fabric was pulled tight across the torso with a dark green belt that accentuated her tiny waist. It fell into a full skirt from the top of her hips in layers of pleated chiffon that danced like feathers as she walked. It was a statement gown and stood out among the very festive-looking dresses many of Griff's members were wearing as they wandered around the Hazard room.

“Has Griff seen you in this dress yet?” Amelia asked as she grabbed a glass of champagne from a passing waiter.

“No. He’s in his office.” I frowned. “Where is Quentin?”

“He went straight to Griff’s office and told me to come here and keep you company. Where did you get the dress?”

“Anna came to the club with some choices.” I smoothed my hand down the beautiful velvet fabric. The dress was by Galvan and a green so pale it was almost gold. It was sleeveless with wide straps and a neckline with a small plunge-cut that more than hinted at my cleavage. It was full-length with a corset waistline and a slit in front to my knee. Between the flash of leg and somewhat daring neckline I’d been worried that it was too much, but Anna was in love with the color of it against my hair.

My hair stylist was inspired by the dress and its modern twist on a vintage look and had swept my hair up off my neck. First, she curled it and then she'd pinned the curls into an elegant up-do that cleverly resembled a rose. I'd paired the dress with strappy gold crystal-covered high-heeled sandals by Jimmy Choo, diamond studs and a diamond tennis bracelet. My wedding rings sat heavily on my left hand.

I could easily be mistaken for the sophisticated wife of a Boston millionaire.

Instead, I was his estranged wife who had barely seen him in two weeks. He'd left me to help Wells, Xavier, and Chef organize the annual Christmas ball in the hazard room.

Thank God Amelia was here.

“How are you doing?” she reached for and squeezed my hand.

"My life is in limbo," I said as I stared around at all the members who were having a grand old time. "I have a hard time not sobbing into my pillow every night and then berating myself during the day for being so melodramatic.

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