"How do I look?" You turn to your stylist with an awkward smile, hoping for her approval. But all she gives in return is silence, and a judging look.

You're wearing a tight dress that hugged your body, currently preparing to model the dress.

"I don't know.. maybe it'd be better if I just.." Mila didn't finish her sentence before grabbing the top of the dress, pulling it down slightly more, showing more cleavage.

You noticed the smirk on her face, noticing he gaze lingering.