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She squeals in delight instead of trying to take my hand again. “I’m so excited to dress you! You have an incredible body, Katherine. So thin! You have to tell me your diet and exercise secrets.”
I give her a tight smile. Get kidnapped and live on a yacht that makes you sick for six years. “Sure,” I say, instead of the truth.
“Westcott said you needed a whole new wardrobe, that you were newly wed and wanted to refresh your clothes?”
“Yes.”
“Yay! I’m so excited; we better get started.” She moves to the closest rack and starts talking about dresses, when the door opens and Enzo enters.
I glare at him.
“Sorry ladies, I don’t mean to intrude. I just need to shower. I won’t be in your way. Continue,” Enzo says as he strides toward the bathroom.
The bubbly Claire falls silent as she stares wide-eyed at Enzo. Her mouth parts as she drools after my fake husband.
If Enzo notices her gawking, he doesn’t give any sign. Instead, he winks at me before disappearing into the bathroom.
I never thought I’d be jealous of any woman staring so openly at Enzo, but I am.
“We should get started,” I say, practically hissing between my teeth.
I now have enough to fill a large closet with designer clothes. I have a huge pile of makeup and beauty products fit for a queen. Now all that is left is a haircut.
Claire brought with her a large mirror, table, and chair for her to cut my hair. She loves fashion and clothes, but it turns out she started as a hairstylist.
I sit in the chair staring at myself in the mirror as I let my long hair out.
Claire has already been shocked by the scars marking my body. I told her I was in a car accident when I was younger that hurt my body, but I can’t hide the long uncut hair. There is no reason for my hair to look like this.
Her mouth falls open as I undo the bun on top of my head and let my ragged, dark hair fall.
“Um…how long has it been since you had a haircut, Katherine?”
“Several years. I got busy and usually wore my hair up, so it didn’t matter how uneven it was. But I’d like to get something more modern now.”
“Of course,” Claire says, smiling. “Let’s wash it first, and it will be easier to cut wet.”
Enzo still hasn’t left the bathroom, even though I heard the shower turn off at least twenty minutes ago.
I walk to the door and slowly open it, peaking my head inside to see Enzo in the closet buttoning up a new dress shirt.
“More business?” I ask as I enter the bathroom.
He shrugs. “You never know when business will arise.”
But I realize he isn’t dressing in a suit. He’s wearing a tux. I remember him saying he wanted to take some photos of us at our fake wedding
so we would have some proof if the need arose. He must want to have it happen sooner than later.
Which means once that’s done and word spreads that I’m Mrs. Black, it will be even harder to leave the cage I’m in. When Enzo first said he wanted to pretend to be married so we could be seen as equals, I thought he was doing it to help me. Now I think he’s doing it to keep me trapped.
“Can I come in?” Claire’s high voice rings through the bathroom.
“Yes,” I say, not taking my eyes off Enzo’s hard chest.
Claire comes in, and I know her eyes are on Enzo the same way mine are.
“Where do you want me?” I ask turning to Claire.
