After lunch, we snuggled up on the couch watching TV.
The air conditioning in the suite was quite strong, so I grabbed a blanket and covered us with it.
Catherine rested her head on my chest, and the scent of her hair wafted into my nostrils, lingering around my nose, a warm and happy fragrance.
I rested my chin on her head, enjoying Catherine's scent and the soft touch in my arms.
Gradually, I fell asleep holding her, and when I woke up, the sky outside was filled with fiery clouds.
Catherine in my arms was nowhere to be seen. I sat up in confusion, looking around.
Just as I was about to call out for her, there was a sound coming from the bathroom.
I immediately walked to the bathroom and found Catherine showering, which relieved me.
"When did you get up? Why didn't you wake me up?" I leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, looking at her with a mix of puzzlement and relief.
"I didn't want to disturb your sleep. You've been staying up late these past few days."
"I'm willing to stay up late for you." I chuckled and walked over to the shower area.
Catherine had just finished showering, wrapped in a towel, and walked past me.
I turned to her, watching her graceful figure move away from me.
She went to the vanity to blow-dry her hair, and I followed to take the blow dryer and help her dry her hair.
Catherine, having just showered, exuded a delightful fragrance and a refreshing aura.
I couldn't help but lean down and peck her cheek, savoring the softness and sweetness, feeling like I was eating a peach.
Catherine wrapped her waist around mine, leaning in to kiss the corner of my lips.
"A reward for your help," she said affectionately, looking into my eyes.
"A kiss, is that all?"
Catherine chuckled, "Then what else do you want?"
"A secret, you'll find out tonight when you come back." I winked, choosing to keep it a secret to pique her curiosity.
"If it's too late, I won't give you a reward." After she said that, Catherine tousled her silky hair and walked out of the bathroom toward the bedroom.
She changed into a black halter dress with a backless design, the hem of the dress shimmering subtly.
After changing, she started doing her makeup and put on a crown.
The lights in the room shone on Catherine, highlighting her flawless skin.
The black dress accentuated her skin, and the diamonds on the crown sparkled.
At that moment, she looked like a perfect princess in my eyes.
Catherine walked towards me in her long dress. "Go change your clothes. Your outfit is in the closet, just delivered by Jane."
"Okay." I nodded absentmindedly.
I mechanically went to the closet and took out a suit in the same color and style as Catherine's, specially tailored to fit my body.
As I put on the suit and stood in front of the full-length mirror, I noticed how it accentuated all the advantages of my physique: broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. Every line of the suit was smooth and sleek, making me look like a business tycoon. This version of me seemed to align even more with Catherine's status.
Catherine led me to her vanity and used her makeup to enhance my features.
My features were already handsome and refined, and with Catherine's touch, they became more exquisite and three-dimensional.
Looking in the mirror, I appeared much more handsome than usual.
Catherine's eyes held a hint of admiration and adoration.
I enjoyed being admired and liked by her, and I playfully pinched her nose.
"Why are you so stunned?"
"Who knew you could look so handsome with makeup? It feels like we're not on the same level anymore," she purred.
Catherine always gave me the highest praise.
"Glad you like it." I held her hand, planting a kiss on the back of it.
The warm breath on her arm made her shiver slightly, feeling a heat burning like a fire.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door of the presidential suite.
Catherine called out, "Who is it?"
"This is Jane. Catherine, the car is here, and the banquet starts in half an hour," Jane's voice came through.
"Coming." Catherine placed her hand in mine and said, "Let's go, my darling."
I chuckled and led her to the door.
Jane was already at the elevator, having pressed the button for us. When I arrived, the doors opened.
Jane gestured for us to enter, "Please, Catherine, watch your step. You're in high heels."
This reminder alerted Catherine and me. I held Catherine's hand and lifted her skirt slightly, revealing her feet in black high heels that wrapped her toes smoothly.
Her feet looked delicate and clean, making me want to kiss them.
Catherine lifted the other side of her skirt with her hand before stepping into the elevator.
We stood inside the elevator, Jane by the door, pressing the button.
Upon reaching the underground garage, Jane opened the door for us.
The car was still a business car, now in black to match our outfits.
I extended my hand to help Catherine into the car, and she sat down, adjusting her dress.
With her ankles showing, her feet were beautiful and slender, with well-defined heels.
I sat beside her in silence, and we both maintained an upright posture to match our makeup and outfits.
After about twenty minutes, the car arrived at the banquet's entrance, where a long red carpet led to the connecting point between the parking spot and the banquet hall.
The red carpet was adorned with many flowers left by those who had walked on it before.