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She truly is a vision. Her purple/blue hair is pinned up in an elegant style that shows off her lovely neck and shoulders. Her make-up is lighter than usual which surprises me but it only accentuates her beauty. Her dress is stunning. It’s a black halter neck mermaid design. The skirt is full length reaching down to the floor and it has a side split on the left that reaches up to her hip. The image of that exposed flesh has my blood warming with need.

“You all can head to the blue room.” The others filed out quickly, leaving Emma behind, tugging at her dress as she tried to shift it before leaving. “Emma,” Alex called before her fingers touched the door handle. She stopped, confused. “Yes?” Alex walked closer, closing the distance between them until his voice dropped low enough that only she could hear. “Beauty is a mindset, not your clothes, hair, or face. So always wear what you’re comfortable in.” With that, he turned and walked back to his seat as if nothing had happened. As if he hadn’t just said it.

The entire room would emit an aura of wealth and luxury if it weren't for the pile of clothes that spoils its aesthetic appeal. However, what caught Ciara's attention was a seemingly ordinary-looking mirror hanging next to the desk. Standing at a distance, Ciara could see the faint outline of herself reflected inside it. The shadow slowly transformed into a strange woman, who waved her hand to signal for Ciara to come closer. Usually, Ciara's curiosity was not very strong, but now there was something urging her to approach it. Ciara seemed to lose control, her eyes slowly losing focus. She was like a puppet being manipulated as she took slow steps towards the mirror. Just as her hand was abo

A combination of hair dye, clothing choice, and makeup had transformed her from scared, heartbroken schoolgirl into resilient gothic artist, but being back in Rideten, so close to Havermouth and the Triquetra, that schoolgirl was too close to the surface for her comfort. “Beautiful,” Bianca declared turning off the straightener and running her hands over the straight, glossy silk of Aislen’s hair. “Here,” she turned Aislen around and took over the lipstick, finishing Aislen’s pout off with some powder. “Almost all done. Get dressed, and then I’ll give you your present.” “I get a present?” Aislen wondered as she went to sit on the bed whilst she pulled on her skin-tight sheer-panelled legging

However, her cleavage is still more accentuated, making Alicia way too sexy. “What do you want?” he asked. She smiled seductively and came near him to massage his shoulder, “You look tired, sir; I thought that maybe you are bored. Do you want me to please you, sir?” She said and bit Duke’s earlobe. Duke was starting to get seduced, and he immediately kissed her, getting more aroused by the fact that she responded to the intensity of his kiss. She’s also wild like the other girls he bedded.

She can't lose the only person who might assist her now that the company no longer belonged to her. She got up from her seat and straighten her dress. Wiped off any traces of tears from her face before she ran her fingers through her dark curly hair to put them back on place. Her appearance suddenly changed to that of a little seductress, moving her hips from side to side as she focused her gaze, searching for his eyes. Their gazes locked, and the desire once again started flowing in Asriel's eyes. He loosened himself as a smirk formed on his face. That was how he liked it, for him to be begged, for pleasure and power.

His upper lip was peeled back over white teeth, half-shifting his canines to be longer and thicker like his wolf form's. He did have scars: three long, ropey lines from his temple and ear diagonal across his cheek to the side of his throat. Claw marks. But they only enhanced his rugged beauty. And the Beast's eyes? Oh, those were something to behold. They were hazel as his pack was so named for, but the flares of gold around the specks of green were more vivid than a sunset. They were captivating eyes, dangerous eyes, because they didn't hold back the well of emotions within him.

I unconsciously straighten up beside him, my blood-red hair dancing up my back. "Really?" I can't help but utter the words, grinning at him to hide the discomfort. Maybe Xavier really does like this new shell I'm now encased in, a physical beauty far beyond the average human. I am currently almost Xavier's equal, our looks perfectly synchronized. Men now desire this flawless body as women love Xavier's build. Inner beauty doesn't matter when you have eyes like emeralds and lips like plump cherries.

“We’re aiming for an aesthetic that is powerful but soft. Think vintage. Think Italian cinema. Silk, lace, maybe some velvet. Dresses that move like smoke. You’ll keep your edge, but differently.” I crossed my arms, letting my eyes drag over both of them. “I’ve always been feminine. The bun and suits just made people think twice before messing with me.” Rob smirked. “Exactly. But that’s at work and that’s the other Bianca. Now, you’re a different Bianca.” Liana added, “These looks will enhance your dual appeal. The curves, the red hair, the green eyes. Add heels to reinforce the feminine silhouette. But the aura? That remains yours. Dark. Commanding. Intoxicating.”

Her gaze caught her reflection in a mirror, she wasn't putting on her clothes instead she was draped in a beautiful red gown that looked to be straight out of a romance novel. A sickening thought crept into her mind her, wouldn't it mean he had changed her clothes?, had he seen her naked? "Do you like it?" He said closing the distance between them, his green eyes locked into hers. she couldn't help but wonder how such beauty and cruelty coexist in one person? "Let's just say I like my woman looking more....regal," he added, a smirk playing on his lips She panicked but tried to keep her composure as she collectively searched the room for any sign of a sharp object she could use to attack him