Hello friends. Sorry it is rather short, but I am already working on the next chapter so hopefully it won't be too long of a wait.

"W-what?" Ainsley stuttered after a moment.

"Its a simple enough question," he said as he stalked towards her. "Do you find me attractive?" She paused, deciding if she should tell the truth or not.

"Yes." she stated simply, after all honesty is the best policy, particularly when it comes to murderers with keen observational skills. He studied her for a moment then broke out in a manic smile.

"Good to know. How do you feel about playing my wife at a gala this weekend? One of my biggest clients is hosting it and it seemed impolite to refuse."

"I understand the need to be polite, but why do you need a wife?"

"What king is complete without his queen? And you will be perfect. After all my... Colleagues would notice if my 'wife' were afraid of or unattracted to me."

"Alright I see no reason why not to."

"Brilliant!" He exclaimed, "We can go dress shopping tomorrow."

"We?" She questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Well I have to make sure my wife looks presentable."


"What about this one?" Ainsley asked, slightly exasperated.

"No, the cut is wrong and there is too much beading." Ainsley sighed, this was the 23rd dress she had tried on today. Jim had found fault in all of them.

"Why don't you just pick something out?"

"Because I want it to be something you like."

"You pick something out and I will decide if I like it."

"Well if you insist." He said with a grin, springing to his feet immediately racing towards the racks of dresses. He came back a few minutes later, dress in hand. "Try this!" He said excitedly, practically shoving her and the dress into the changing room. She stepped out a little while later wearing the gown he had picked out. It was a simple olive green dress that hugged her bust and waist before tapering out. She had to admit it suited her well.

"What do you think?" She asked

"It's perfect!" He exclaimed.

Hello again. I don't feel as if I adequately described the dress from my imagination, so I drew a rough sketch of it and made it the cover of the story.