Alessia took off her high heels the moment she walked through the front door.

Plopping down onto the sofa, she massaged her aching feet. It had been a long, long day at work and she was tired.

All through the drive to her house, she had thought longingly of a shower and a nap.

Something lingered at the edge of her memory, something that seemed important.

Frowning, she stopped what she was doing and then a few seconds later she remembered.

She had a date with Louis tonight!

"Ugh! So much having a quiet night at home," Alessia muttered to herself.

It was not that she really minded the evening out though. Louis was a good friend and it had been a while since she saw him, a year to be precise.

They had so much to catch up on over dinner and drinks.

Alessia was just about to call for a maid when one came running down the stairs to welcome her and take her bags.

"I'll be going out later this evening," Alessia told the maid. "Contact my designer and tell him to send over a dress, s

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