Todos los capítulos de Men Are Prada Shoes: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 6

“Elegance is knowing when to change the pair, not clinging to what no longer fits."ALINADressed in a dress that sank low in the back, showing off my upper back that I spent hours in the gym working on, I stepped out of the car, my black twelve-centimeter Prada heels hitting the paved floor. The wind blew my black, slightly curled hair into a different direction, which prompted me to lift my perfectly manicured finger to swipe it out of my face."Mr. Clay is waiting for you at the rooftop." Clement, his security informed me with a stoic expression.Lifting my gaze, I stared at the gigantic building, wondering what kind of cliché decoration maybe waiting for me up there.Mason is a private man, so I am certain there won't be any guests to witness his rejection."Ma'am?"Taking a deep breath, I sashayed into the building, heading into the elevator which rode me up to the top floor.The moment it pinged open, I was greeted with rose petals lined up on the floor with candles flickering n

ALINA"Give me a call if something goes wrong," David said for the umpteenth time as he reached to fix the fallen strap of my top. "You should have covered up more, the weather is getting cold."Pulling my eyes away from my mirror, glanced at him briefly before returning my attention to fixing my red Fenty lips. "I am sure it is going to be warm in there."Smacking my lips together, I quickly fixed my hair, turning to David with a slight smile. "How do I look?""Beautiful," he replied without having to think it over twice. "You always look beautiful."Giggling, I reached for the door, opened it, and stepped out. The moment I got to the door, I passed the access card to the security watching and he gestured towards the other entrance."Swipe the card in the elevator, it will take you to the VVIP section.""Thank you." I slurred, very much aware that he was staring at my ass as I strutted towards the given direction.Stepping into the elevator, I took a deep breath as the doors closed,

ALINAThe moment the cab driver pulled up in front of my curb, the front door of the house flew open so suddenly that it startled me. David came rushing out. He wasn’t even wearing shoes. Barefooted, he sprinted across the driveway toward me without caring about how cold the pavement was beneath his feet.Before I could even say a word, he grabbed my wrist and spun me around in a hurried circle, his anxious eyes scanning every inch of my body.“Are you okay?” he asked quickly, his voice tight with worry. “I’ve been calling you nonstop!”I immediately pulled my hand away from his grip and rolled my eyes, already irritated by his dramatic behavior. “Why exactly did you have to call me ten times?” I complained as I stepped away from the cab. “You knew I was out working.”Without saying anything else, he reached for my purse, took it from my hand, and followed closely behind me as I walked toward the house.“You were out with some random man I don’t even know,” he defended himself. “And u