Chapter 176

After slipping into the outfit, Louise bit her lower lip as she stared at the mirror. The top was a gossamer-thin camisole, and the "bottom" was barely a strip of fabric tied with two strings-it hardly qualified as clothing at all. Her slender, pale figure was barely hidden under such flimsy cloth. Every step she took, the fabric shifted and left little to the imagination when reflected in the mirror. Half an hour passed before Dominic knocked lightly on the bathroom door. Louise grabbed a clean, dry towel from the rack and quickly wrapped herself up. Only then did she feel like she could walk out. Click. The soft sound of the door opening echoed. Dominic stood there holding a glass of red wine, his sight instantly drawn to the figure stepping out. A fluffy white bathrobe covered most of her body, blocking his view. Her delicate face peeked out from under a towel wrapped around her hair, just a palm-sized face flushed pink, with big, shy eyes that seemed like they could melt anyone. Do