Allison Argent Costume Novels & Stories

Ryan's physique was strong and well-defined, a testament to his commitment to fitness. Beside him, was Allison She wore a stunning black gown that hugged her curves. The gown boasted an intricate lace design, adding a touch of allure to her ensemble. Her hair was expertly styled, cascading in loose waves that framed her face. She completed the look with a pair of high heels, elongating her stature, and a delicate necklace that adorned her neck, shimmering with every movement.

I saw as I start driving to the pack house. As I pull up and park in front of the pack house, my dick gets hard all over again, as I step out of my car and see Scarlett waiting outside the packhouse, leaning against the railing of the porch. Her long, chocolate brown hair is in loose waves down her back and I can see her bright green eyes from here. Her curves look perfect in a red dress that wraps around her body, showcasing her cleavage as it ties at the waist. Her legs, perfectly toned from all her time training and sparring, look they need to be wrapped around me as she stands in a pair of black stiletto heels. Before she has a chance to move even an inch, I’m out of my car and on the po

She continued oblivious to my glare. "And you have a body to die for with a beautiful face attached so why not flaunt it? You guys might just hit off". She wiggled her brows, grinning. Sometimes, I wonder how we became friends. "Come down from your high. I'm not after the boss however hot he might be. Now find me something better". I tried pulling off the skirt but she caught my arm, holding on to it. "I swear in the name of all Greek gods Kristen Morgan, if you dare change this outfit I'll make you wear something worse than this". She said in all seriousness and I gaped at her.

*** Tuesday: Vanpett Corporation: 11:35 am. Summer and Allison are both seen in the office. Summer was wearing a royal blue chiffon shirt and a black micro mini skirt. When you are the boss no one dares question how you dress. The shirt was tucked in by the side, she was wearing a black high heels boot which was above her knee. Her hair was straight and in a ponytail. Allison on the other hand was wearing a pink gown and a black flats. Her hair was also up in a ponytail: "What's the analysis for the day?" She was seated on her desk.

Someone bolder. The wardrobe came next. Allison practically flung dresses and blazers at me like she was exorcising my past with every changing room door slam. "We’re not doing safe anymore," she said. "No more taupes. No more oatmeal. We’re going red, we’re going silk, we’re going goddess." I walked out of that store in a white jumpsuit that hugged every angle and made me feel like the lead in a story I hadn’t written yet. I wasn’t her anymore, not the Jacqueline who waited on texts, who sacrificed her career and her silence to build a fantasy.

"Too late for that. Pretty sure we signed all the papers. What if she doesn't accept me?" "Those can be destroyed if my mother so chooses." I try to bury a smile, though I'm only slightly kidding. She looks uncomfortable. "Now I wish I'd dressed nicer." "You look perfect," I say, meaning it. Allison's gorgeous: thick, auburn hair, full red lips, a lovely figure. Small, slender features. Russian, extremely Russian, but in a good way.

The next morning Allison woke up and got ready for school. She was in a really good mood for once. She put on a Maroon shirt, skinny jeans with stylish rips, plain white Vans, her smart watch and she pulled her hair into a pony tail. She didn't typically wear makeup, she was naturally beautiful anyway. Once she was dressed and ready she headed upstairs where she saw Jensen waiting for her. He was already dressed in a black T-shirt, dark distressed blue jeans and boots, his ocean blue eyes popped more than ever this morning.

"I must protect Your Highness. What if Your Highness encounters danger?" Ryan gritted his teeth. He didn't want to argue with her and reached out to pull down her hair tie. Allison couldn't defend herself as her hair tie was pulled away, causing her long, smooth black hair to cascade over her shoulders. When paired with her stylish long dress, she exuded a goddess-like demeanor. Ryan couldn't help but take a couple of extra glances at her. He felt his heart race and his face turn red. Although he thought Allison looked incredibly beautiful, after thinking about Ragnar's intentions, he immediately put on a stern face and commanded, "Once you return to the royal palace, change back."

Jason Today is the day for the battle between Alexander and me. Everything is all set to work in my favor. Derrick has helped with all that I needed to ensure I successfully killed Alexander out there. With just a few hours to the combat, I am doing the finishing touches on all our arrangements. All that is left is to ensure that Ashley is seated on the field, beautifully dressed in a set of costumes that Derrick brought for her. The costume is a beautiful, flowing yellow gown with beautiful embroidery and trimmings.

Half way sticking it out and a sexier pose. “That is quite the shirt.” I had to hide a laugh when I looked at Alec. He was wearing a silk brown shirt with orange and pink flowers. The flare velvet pants really finished off the costume. Ice had put rhinestones all over her stomach. I was afraid to ask how long that took someone to do all that. More so, how long it will take to get all them off. “Kiss my ass.” Alec grumbled. “Come on! Emmy is over here!” Ice grabbed Penny and they left us to our own devices.