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As the moment finally arrives, I stand at the bottom of the grand staircase, eagerly awaiting Mia's descent. I can feel my heart pounding with anticipation, wondering how she will look in the dress she designed herself.

And then, there she is, descending the staircase with grace and elegance. My breath catches in my throat as I take in the sight before me. Mia is absolutely breathtaking in her self-designed dress.

The dress cascades down her slender figure, hugging her curves in all the right places. The fabric flows with a delicate grace, catching the light in shimmering patterns. It's a masterpiece of her own creation, showcasing her impeccable sense of style and creativity.

The color palette she chose complements her complexion perfectly, accentuating her natural beauty. Every detail, from the intricate embroidery to the intricate cutouts, speaks of her artistic vision. With each step, she radiates a sense of confidence and allure that captivates me completely.

I can't help but feel a surge of pride, knowing that she has poured her heart and soul into designing and creating something so extraordinary. The dress becomes a reflection of her inner beauty, a testament to her talent and uniqueness.

As Mia reaches the bottom of the staircase, her eyes meet mine, and a soft smile graces her lips. In that moment, I realize how fortunate I am to have such an extraordinary woman by my side. She embodies grace, creativity, and a sense of self-assurance that takes my breath away.

I extend my hand towards her, feeling a surge of admiration and love coursing through me. "Wow."

Mia takes my hand, her cheeks flushing slightly at my words. "Thank you," she whispers, her eyes sparkling.

I lead her towards the door, my heart beating faster with every step. I can't wait to show her off to the world; this evening is going to be unforgettable.

As we enter the car, Mia's dress billows around her, creating a soft rustling sound. The fabric feels cool beneath my fingers as I help her settle into her seat.

We arrive at the restaurant, and I assist Mia out of the car. The music and chatter inside are muted by our focused attention on each other. My eyes trail affectionately over her bare shoulders and down to the curve of her back.

The maƮtre d' greets us warmly and leads us to our table. As we sit down, I pull out Mia's chair for her before seating myself. The waiter arrives to take our order, and I order a bottle of her favorite wine.

"This is amazing," she says.

I lean across the table and take her hand in mine. "Not as amazing as you," I reply, my voice low and husky. "I know I've been busy lately, but I want to make sure that I carve out time for you."

Mia blushes at my words, her eyes glinting with a mix of shyness and desire. She bites her lower lip, and I can't stop myself from imagining what it would feel like to kiss her senseless.

As if reading my thoughts, Mia leans in closer to me, her breath tickling my ear. "I've been thinking about kissing you all day," she confesses in a soft, sultry voice.

My body reacts immediately, my pulse racing as desire courses through me. I take a deep breath to compose myself, not wanting to ruin the moment with hasty actions.

"I want that too," I reply, my eyes locked on hers.

The waiter arrives with our food and I can't help but notice the way Mia's eyes light up as she takes her first bite of the meal. We talk and laugh over dinner, savoring each other's company.

"How are things in the family?" she asks kindly.

I shake my head. "We don't need to talk about that-"

"It's okay," she insists. "I want to know."

I take a deep sigh and gaze at her. "Things have been tough," I admit, reaching across the table to take her hand. "There's been a lot of drama and conflict."

"Between the three of you?" she asks concerningly.

"No, no. Antonio, Xavier and I are fine," I assure her. "It's nothing, baby, just work."

Mia nods empathetically. "It must be difficult for you."

"It is," I reply, squeezing her hand. "But being with you makes everything better."

A small smile plays on her lips as she leans in closer to me. "I want to make it even better," she murmurs, her voice full of promise.

"I have something for you," I reveal with a grin.

Mia's eyes widen with excitement. "What is it?"

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