Within an hour, Davis and Jessica were dressed and ready for the evening. Jessica wore a simple red wine-colored evening gown that hugged her waist perfectly.
The full-length fabric pooled elegantly around her feet, its rich hue striking against her fair skin. Her poise, enhanced by the gown's graceful drape, emphasizing her commanding height.
Davis, in a tailored black suit, looked as dashing as ever. His appearance every bit the dignified heir he once was as his presence loomed large. His tall frame, chiseled features, and sharp gaze made Jessica appear delicate beside him even in heels. Wrapping an arm around her, he pulled her into a warm embrace.
"You look stunning," he murmured, his gaze laced with admiration and pride.
Jessica smiled softly, her eyes trailed down to his suit and his face noting his well crafted features, her brow knitting slightly.
Catching the change in her expression, Davis raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"
