DISCIPLINE✔ (DSD SERIES, BOOK THREE)

Surprises

"Thank you so much for your help," I say gratefully as Regina stands behind me layering my freshly cut hair.

Thank heavens for her.

So, I had decided I wanted to change up my hair to a shorter style. Naturally, I ended up on YouTube and after 5 tutorials I thought I was ready. Big fat luck! I butchered my hair so bad that I started screaming and Regina and Dylan came barging up the stairs to my room door.

It was locked, thank God and I told them I was fine just a slight wardrobe mishap. Regina had persuaded Dylan to go back down while she took care of it.

Now here we are and Regina is working her magic.

This lady is multi-talented. She knows dressmaking, hairdressing, housekeeping, she's a top-notch chef and she has the sweetest and fiercest personality I've ever seen. I pity the fool who let her out of his grasp.

"And done," she says using her fingers to sort through my hair, flattening it with her palm.

"Thank you!" I cheer as I fly from the chair and check the nearest mirror.

On the left side, my hair is above my shoulders while on the right, it touches my nose and it has a side part, a DRIPPIN hairpin holding some strands back.

I love it. It's different from what I normally wear but in a good way. Ladies often say they feel liberated when they cut their hair. I can understand it, you feel lighter, more confident and fiercer.

"You need to be downstairs in thirty minutes, dear. Dylan must be growing anxious waiting on you, "I hear Regina say as she starts to make her way to the door. "I'm going to get a broom to clean up all this hair."

"I'll help," I start to say but she brushes off my help and tells me to get ready for that handsome, young man awaiting me.

Reluctantly, I leave her be before going into the bathroom carrying the box with my attract. I place it on the broad face basin and open the cupboard taking out my emergency makeup bag. It is here for those few moments I forget my makeup kit at home when we vacation here.

I apply little foundation, adding wings to my eyes and dark, smokey eye-shadow. My lips are ruby ​​red and I pout in the mirror, posing feeling beautiful. I shrug off the robe, majority of the hair falling to the floor. I brush away the hair on the back of my neck and between my breasts before opening the box and holding up the lingerie Georgie bought.

Dylan was going to choke when he gets a look at this.

I dress quickly, slipping into the dress that is also in the box. It is black and made of leather with a tight fit, a deep v-cut, thick straps and a black and gold belt. It hugs all the right places and I feel bad-ass and sexy. Georgie has taste, I have to admit. I match it with simple gold hoops and a necklace from my jewellry box.

I am ready, well except for my shoes. I return to the room to see the floor free of hair and a pair of black and gold stilettos awaiting me. I don't question it. I put on the heels and take one last look at myself in the full-body mirror before giving myself a thumbs up and making my way downstairs.

"You look beautiful, Indiana," Regina says as she spots me at the kitchen door.

I take a twirl before thanking her and she hugs me, placing a kiss on my cheek.

"Let's go. He'll be waiting ... but first, "she says before pulling something silky and black from her pocket. "You are required to wear this blindfold."

I become excited thinking about just what Dylan has been up to. This all sounds fun so I accept the blindfold and put it over my eyes, tying it. I'm led by Regina through the kitchen onto tiled floors, my heels tapping. I'm guessing we are on the patio.