Kate sat in front of the crystal - trimmed vanity, the soft golden bulbs around the beveled mirror casting a gentle glow on her flawless skin. The marble tabletop held rows of luxury perfumes, gold - plated brushes,and designer lipsticks - each one lined with precision. The chair beneath was velvet - lined,sleek,and low - backed, just like the ones in celebrity dressing rooms. Dabbing a cotton pad along her cheek, wiping away the last trace of foundation. Her makeup remover cooled her skin, but her eyes stayed fixed on the reflection — sharp cheekbones, perfectly lined lips, and beneath it all… a woman always calculating.
Behind her, Nick sat at the edge of their king-size bed, shirtless, dressed only in black silk trousers. His brows were furrowed as he scrolled through something on his tablet. The blue glow lit the sharp angles of his jaw, flickering across his slightly tensed face.
Kate turned slightly.
