Novel & Cerita Annie Aesthetic

he said like it is our issue which that be handled immediately. "Oh really! I can't believe it, we should call Guniess book " I scoffed. I blame Ammar for ruining my mood. "Now I can say that you are okay" he smirked. I gave him a sweet smile, he is trying to change my mood. Ayan took out his keys and unlocked the door. He stepped inside and I followed him. The interior of his house was ravishing. All the walls are painted with creamy white and baby pink colour. Pink is not my colour but it looks so good here. The living room was so big and fully decorated I could say the person decorated had a decent knowledge of art. Ayan took off his shoes and jacket and placed everything in their place

Like a garden of pink asters, her face shone brightly in a soft tone of gloss. All smirk and plush, Grace Anslem walked out of her apartment. Her attractiveness adds colour to the serene atmosphere in view. The morning sun kissed her skin causing it to glow and radiate in-between of her dress puckers. While she worked the locks, her face caught the mirror of her door frame and soon became null, as though devoid of emotions. In a flick, a telephone call came in; the loud noise from the device stabbed

" She was wearing an elegant red printed dress and her hair was up in a bun. She looked stunning and irresistible even without wearing lipstick. I began to feel a tingling in my back and my heart skipped a beat. The librarian scolded some brats who were making noise and I took advantage of a moment of absent-mindedness to signal Monica. She understood instantly. 'Hi, I'm Anna,' I said holding out my hand, which she shook weakly. 'Monica,' she replied indifferently. The best thing for both of us was to pretend it was the first time we had met. So we disguised ourselves as skillfully as we could by talking about the genius of Stratford-upon-Avon, until we were shooed away and the room closed.

I still couldn't belive what just happened but I hurried and got dressed anyways. I hurried down the stairs not wanting to waste anymore of Ace's time. I kept my outfit simple and classy at the same time trying to match what Ace was wearing. I wore a while thin strapped body con gown which goes all the way below my knees, a pair of black leather boots and a long black jacket all in all, I loved the outfit. "You're beautiful" Ace said as I reached the last step. Ace and I quickly got into the car and began driving probably to Ace's office. During the drive, I realised the mountain was far from the rest of the city like an hour or two drive away and I wondered what kind of job Ace does that re

(1 month later) Aniya was standing before a full-length mirror pouting at her image. She lifted her black hair off her neck to examine herself, “I think a bun at the top will look more suitable,” The bathroom door opened, and Derek stepped out with a towel around him. He ran a slow gaze at Aniya who was wearing a blush pink gown that flowed just below her knees. The off-shoulder neckline that was lined with lace was giving her an ethereal look.

Anna did minimal makeup for me, knowing I hate anything on my face. I smooth the front of the dress down for about the hundredth time, my nerves finally getting the better of me. For once, I feel beautiful. Not cute, or just pretty, but like in a crowd of a ton of mateless females, the males might wish I were their mate. I glance at Anna, who looks glorious, like always. Her hair slicked back in a high ballet bun, and she has finished the look with a set of pearls. “It’s Onyx.” She says, and I roll my eyes.

She refuses to be curious about her hair. “We should go Miss,” “Fine,” “Aaron who is the woman in the elevator?” Grace feels really uneasy. “My new personal assistant,” he said now licking the last content from the mug. He placed the mug down on his desk. “You are behaving like a child.” “You are acting like my mother. I suggest you stop.” He looks towards the door. “Where are you?” Annie took a deep breath before she steps into the vast luxury office. She simply ignored the woman whose eyes openly judge her appearance. She went and sit down across from the openly curious man.

The butler had announced their arrival, and we went out to greet them as they stepped out of the car. One by one, the six of them came out like gods and goddesses that owned every square inch of this house. There were four handsome men in suits and a girl, a very beautiful girl. She had black hair with grey highlights. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that she looked like the supermodel Serena, no wait, she was Serena. I was shocked, but I had to hide it. “The Vittelis, welcome to our humble abode”, my father smiled,, ah but where is the groom? And your parents? If I may”

I noticed her little crush a few years back, not long after she started at the house. Ana was a beautiful, green eyed omega with short, kinky hair. She had brown skin like burnt caramel but it always glistened in the light, like she put in a lot of effort to keep it that way. Ana was also helplessly curvaceous but short. Her body would be a perfect hourglass figure if she was not a little too small.

Serena gazed at her reflection, her brown hair cascading in soft, wavy curls over her bare shoulders, accentuating her alluring collarbones. Anika had truly outdone herself this time; the way her hair framed her face, creating a stunning halo, was nothing short of magical. Serena couldn't help but smile, thinking of all the talents Anika possessed—cooking, nursing, and hair styling were just the tip of the iceberg. As she examined her makeup, expertly applied by her own hands, she admired the bold, smoky eyes that gave her a fierce and intimidating look, perfectly complementing her petite frame.