Warning: Uncomfortable content ahead...
Persephone saw her reflection in the oversized mirror standing in front of her. Right now she was standing in Giselle's walk in closet, wearing an outrageous red colored dress.
One would say she was exaggerating when she said that she was wearing an outrageous dress. Let her tell you what she was wearing; it was an Egyptian styled belly dancer dress. Yes, you guessed it right. The type of dress you see belly dancers shaking their perfectly flexible booty. Same silted skirt with a shimmering belt and a little almost-transparent-blouse. When she said little, it literally meant little, which was barely hiding her nipples.
If Alessandro Marino saw her rocking this slutery dress, he would pluck out the eyes of every man who had made the grave sin of watching his daughter in something this much inappropriate.
