PAIGE
The air in the bridal suite was thick with the scent of hairspray and happiness. I sat in front of the large, well-lit mirror, watching Suzume's skilled hands carefully arrange the final pins in my hair. My reflection looked like a stranger—a calmer, more radiant version of myself.
"You know," Leon's voice came from behind me, where he was lounging on a plush chaise, already dressed in his deep grey bridesman suit. "I knew you'd look stunning, but you literally made that dress look a thousand times more awesome just by putting it on. It's not fair."
I met his eyes in the reflection, a smile tugging at my carefully painted lips. "It's the CEO power, Leon. It adds a certain glow."
Suzume chuckled, securing a final, tiny white flower near my temple. "It's the 'I'm-about-to-marry-a-devastatingly-handsome-billionaire' glow, but sure, let's call it CEO power."
