Competition

(Camilla’s POV) My eyes glanced at the door as soon as I heard three heavy knocks. I rolled my eyes, knowing very well who could be bothering me this early. “I’m not ready yet, Butler Jin!” I complained, giving my face a last retouch. I received no response from the outside door, but he continued knocking which irritated me a ton. He thinks I’ll open the door like that? With one earring missing, I went to the door to open it. Let me give my butler a piece of my mind. He knows I don't hurry myself when it comes to dolling up. My date is going to be very cute, and I can't look like a freaking raccoon beside him. “I told you I’m not done—” I wasn't able to finish what I was saying because it was a different man that greeted me as soon as I opened the door. “Kalel?” His eyes went down to my clothes. I stood before him, a vision in a crimson gown that seemed to defy gravity, clinging to my curves like a second skin. The fabric, a deep, rich red, shimmered under the soft glow of the chandeli