Stepping out of the dressing room, Rama was clad in an exquisite emerald gown with a low V-neckline exposing her supple cleavage.
She caught Draco swallowing nervously when his eyes screened her from head to toe, her hair was tied in a messy bun with loose tendrils and the beautiful dress hugged her in all the right places to accentuate her curves.
It felt as if he was seeing her again for the first time in a millennia, he missed every inch of her, the way she smelled, her radiating smile and the defiance in her jade eyes.
He could watch her forever, hold her for an eternity in his arms, there was nothing more he wanted to do but stay beside her and revel in her presence, but unfortunately, he was now a stranger to her.
