Katherine had a bright smile on her face as she entered the foyer with Damien. The white silk dress flowed nicely on her—every step she took, the very smooth and light fabric would flutter about her fair legs in rhythm with the swaying of her hips.
Damien thought that Katherine might as well be a model with the way she carries the clothes she wore. It was a good decision to get her the dress. Not only did she like it, but she also looked great in it. He couldn't help but keep her close to him so he had an arm around her waist as they walked deeper into the penthouse.
When they reached the living room, he dug his hand into his pocket to retrieve something as he saw Styles coming towards them. "Here, Zero said that—oof!"
