All too late for his love (Willow and Zayn)

Chapter 81

She only had a fleeting glimpse of him, however, and soon lost sight of the man amongst the sea of people filling the hall.

Willow let out a wry laugh, realizing that she must have been hallucinating. Zayn must be busy spending a romantic evening with Skyler. There was no w

It was for the best that he didn’t come. Even though he hurt her deeply, she still did not want to expose this unsavory side of herself to him. She was quit

In total, there were six women whose first dances were up for auction tonight. Willow was among them. Before the bidding, each woman had to dance.

The manager

er was a typical shallow man. As expected of him, he saved Willow, the most beautiful, for last as the grand finale. Dancing would have been a breeze fo

So, as the makeup artists worked on her, Willow closed her eyes to rest and conserve her energy.

The makeup artists kept marveling at Willow’s beauty. This was the first time they’d ever had the privilege of working on such a gorgeous young woman.

But after the excitement wore off, the makeup artists felt a pang of regret. Such a beautiful young woman, serving as t

If she was lucky, she might encounter one who wasn’t entirely repulsive. But if luck wasn’t on her side…. Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

She’d be stuck with a revolting old man for the rest of her life.

the mistress of a wealthy man.

Willow’s forte was classical dance. So based on her talents, the manager had arranged for her to be dressed in a vintage–style gown

Willow took a look at the dress and realized that the manager must have spared no expense.

It was a white, flowing chiffon gown with voluminous sleeves. A band of gleaming red rubles cinched the waist, creating a pure, yet alluring, contrast. A ru encrusted headdress, necklace, and anklets completed the look. She looked like a goddess.

Her captivating beauty was combined with an air of innocent naivety. With every subtle expression and movement, an effortless seductiveness emanated

ne of the

By the time it was approaching 10:00 pan., it was finally Willow’s turn to take the stage. Rumor had it that the highest bid for a dance with one previous la

However, the foreign client who bought her first dance was over 70 years old, obese, and vulgar in speech. It was unclear whether this was a blessing or

a curse.

As Willow exited the dressing room, she happened to catch sight of him. He was clumsily shuffling about the dance floor, clutching a young woman in

his arms.

Well, calling it shuffling was too nice. His bulky frame was hardly capable of any agile movements. The young lady maintained a smile on her lips, the bit

but

Which woman did not dream of a beautiful romance? Yet, only those with no other options would come to a place like the Rumpus Club. Entrusting their futures to unpredictable strangers, they became mistresses.

Willow’s heart ached for that woman, bound by circumstance, and for herself. To maintain an air of mystery, the stylists adorned Willow with a white vell

The veil was sheer and barely concealed the outline of her features beneath.