Addicted To You

Chapter 17 The Fitting Room

Seeing that Sally also came, the expression in the eyes of Harold changed slightly.

But it quickly returned to normal.

With a guilty conscience, Sally hid behind Stone and blocked her body.

"Mr. Harold,"

With a sweet smile, Kelley came in and sat next to Harold. He didn't refuse.

Disgusting!

Sally cursed in her heart.

'How could he be so shameless? My sister married such a bastard! Blow hot and cold!'

When Sally was complaining to herself, someone stopped her at the door.

"Miss, why do you dress like this?"

Sally looked down at her clothes.

The loose sweatshirt was knee length. She was in light blue jeans, a pair of blue sneakers, and then

looked at the gorgeously dressed Kelley. There was a world of difference.

"This is an employee of our company. She is here to learn some lessons." Stone immediately helped

her out.

"Take off your mask, too. It's for the safety of Mr. Harold. It's not ruled out that the suspicious person

disguised as his identity and sneaked in." The other party made a request directly.

"Well... She is really an employee of our company. You don't have to... "

Stone said awkwardly, looking at the view of Harold, only to find that he was still sitting on the sofa

without any movement. His heart sank.

Previously, when Stone saw that Harold was interested in the mysterious Sally, he thought he liked this

style.

So even if Sally was still wearing a mask, Harold wouldn't mind.

But Stone didn't expect that when Sally was asked to show up, he didn't hear anything from Harold,

which made him a little flustered.

Did he guess wrong?

"You must change it."

The other party was not willing to give in at all. On the contrary, it seemed that they were going to

reveal her true face in person if she didn't change.

Cold sweat trickled down Stone's back.

His throat was dry and he couldn't say a word, and his mind was blank with anxiety.

At this moment, a white and tender hand put on his arm.

Stone looked up in surprise.

It was not until then that she saw Sally. Although no expression could be seen on her face with a mask,

her eyes were particularly quiet and gentle.

Then, Sally nodded.

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Sally gave him a reassuring look.

"I don't think it's a good idea."

Of course, Stone knew that she had never shown her true face in the company for half a year, not even

himself.

Sally took the hand of Stone and left the door of the private room first. When they ran to the corner, she

immediately covered their beating chests.

She said she shouldn't have come. Now something happened!

What the hell should she do? How could she not arouse their suspicion?

She had to continue to hide her true face.

As long as she took off her mask, she would be doomed!

A row of tall and beautiful women in long dresses walked towards them. Sally rolled her eyes and came

up with an idea.

She took the hand of Stone and rushed to the manager of the club. The manager found a long black

cheongsam.

Pulling the hemline of her dress which was split to the thigh, Sally looked at Stone awkwardly, and

Stone immediately understood.

"Anything else?"

"No."

The manager shook his head. This one was the most conservative one. Other clothes were either bare

chested and backless, or short to the thighs. They couldn't move at all.

Sally sighed.

She had no choice but to change it. After all, this was the specialty of the club!

"Thank you." Stone expressed his thanks.

Sally nodded, took out a butterfly shaped mask from the cabinet and entered the dressing room.

After changing into a long black cheongsam, Sally frowned.

She pulled the hemline of her dress and split it to the thigh. When she walked, her fair and slender

thighs would be exposed, let alone sitting.

The butterfly mask covered most of her face, only revealing her delicate pink lips and her chin.

The close fitting satin material outlined her body curve, and the cheongsam was embroidered with a big

red peony, gorgeous.

It was an old-fashioned style, but Sally looked especially beautiful in it.

Sally hesitated in the dressing room and didn't dare to go out.

When she was about to poke her head out and ask the manager to change clothes, she saw a fast

shadow.

The black figure opened the curtain and rushed in at once.

Before Sally could react, she was forced to move. She was held from behind and covered her mouth.

"Hmm..."

Sally felt dizzy and immediately covered the mask on her face.

If he took off his mask, it would be more dangerous!

At this time, the two of them were standing in front of the full-length mirror of half wall. Sally's eyes

widened in fear.

In the mirror opposite, it was exactly the view of Harold.

He covered her mouth with his big and powerful hand.

There was a light lamp overhead. Under the light, his hair was shining brightly, and his handsome face

was more three-dimensional. When he lowered his head, she could only see thick eyelashes, casting a

shadow in his deep eyes.

She smelled a good fragrance mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, but a slightly drunk aroma.

Sally calmed down and panted slightly.

"Don't worry. I won't take off your mask. I like the dress you prepared for me more than what you wore

before."

"Hmm..."

No way!

Harold let go of her.

As soon as Sally took a breath, his whole body pressed on her back.

Sally was forced to raise her long neck with her hands supporting on the mirror.

She was pressed forward and pressed against the mirror. Her eyes darkened. He looked at Sally as if

he was staring at a prey.

Even if he didn't cover her mouth, Sally didn't dare to speak.

As long as she made a sound, he would doubt her immediately.

Her voice was too similar to her sister's. she couldn't let him find it here.

Sally wanted to get rid of him, but her two arms were tightly trapped by the strong arms of Harold.

In the mirror, Sally was wearing a butterfly mask, with her lips slightly open like trembling petals.

There was a trace of anxiety and panic in her eyes, like a captured deer, which gradually made the

eyes of Harold's have a layer of evil and attractive color.

"I thought you really didn't want to have any contact with me before, but I didn't expect you to come

again."

Harold raised his head and looked at the woman in the mirror.

Because her neck was raised, the curve of her whole body was more obvious. And the intimacy

between him and her in the mirror made him heart beat faster in this dark environment.

Sally didn't dare to say anything. She just bit her lower lip and was held by his hands tightly.

"You even changed into such an imaginative dress..."