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Then a thought crossed her mind and, afraid of knowing the answer, she still asked. —Is it because of my appearance? My physique? My body? Gabriel looked at her and, after a while, answered. — Yes. He looked down. Indeed, Alicia was no longer the same as he had known in high school; the one from back then was thin, she had a body that many desired, although she did not realize it. Her hair was short and light brown, her eyes brown; she did not wear makeup, since she did not need it. She had thick flesh-colored lips that matched her white complexion. She was short, barely 1.55, and now she was a little chubby after having her daughter. She was left with small stretch marks on her abdomen. Her

But the moment she saw him, it was like she couldn't breathe. He was so handsome. His long blonde hair looked like spun gold, and his eyes were a brilliant blue that shined even more against his skin. The other noble ladies had always whispered about how beautiful Dante Giovanni's sons were, but seeing him in person was different. Even in his sad and broken state, he was the most beautiful person she had ever seen.

Two very familiar faces. And at the sight of them my heart rate picked up. Morgan and Bailey West. Morgan looked beautiful as always. She had always taken care of her appearance and had done so since her teens. But Bailey… well… she looked different. Not her usual self. In truth, she was never ugly, but she never made the most of what she had. Yes, when she came back from university her image had changed a little, like she was trying too hard. Straightening her curls, her glasses gone, and experimenting with various fashion styles. But today, she looked stunning. Classy even. In a simple, form-fitting maroon dress with a scooped neck, with a hem line finishing just above her knees. Showing o

Not that I wouldn’t be tempted to do the same to her. At a red light, I slammed the brakes and grunted. No. Not even for her could I break my vow of never physically harming a woman. I glanced back at Natalia, softly snoring and drooling over my plush leather seat. Light graced her face, flashing on and off with the rhythm of the traffic signals. She looked so innocent, so beautiful. But I knew what a bitch she could be. The light turned green and I revved the engine, telling myself not to get tangled up in her looks or her lies. She’d no doubt tell me whatever it was she thought I wanted to hear to let her go.

" I paint vigorously as the song plays. I'm desperately trying to get the image out of my mind onto the canvas. My brush travels across his chiseled jawline. My colors hold his textured blonde color in a lock of hair that hung in his face while the rest was pulled back. My shadows play with the rippled muscles under his shirt. I let the music inspire me as I paint the pale blue eyes staring at me. His tanned skin looks almost like I could reach in and feel it. The image in my mind comes alive in the painting. My painting. "Bastian." I whisper as I add tiny dances of light to his face. "Oh, that's lovely." I whip around and my mom is standing. I huff out a breath. "You scared me." She giggles

She picked it up to look at it, and saw that it was a netty lingerie that was as good as no clothing. "You're wearing that to meet the boss later today" Sophia spoke from behind. Amaya felt her insides turn and she had the urge to throw up. Imagining the Don touching her again made her want to spit. How much he disgusts her. "He's damn handsome too and you can't deny that fact" her subconsciousness taunted. "Stupid mind" Amaya groaned, holding her head. Sophia laughed when she saw Amaya groan, and said casually, "come on, you should eat something".

Aesthetic's POV: “ I see… “ I murmured while looking at Spade's cold eyes then gulped many times to settle this uncomfortable feeling. “ I’m Aesthetic, but you can all call me Thea. “ I stated while wearing a fake smile on my face. How can I even smile if I know that I was sorrounded by these non-human creatures? They're all gorgeous but the fact that they have some hidden fangs inside their mouths make me wanna run away from here.

If given some thought, Fiona was always dressed in simple clothes that still looked elegant on her. When Justin's dad finally introduced her to him, he could see how perfect she looked. He noticed that she had put on minimal makeup, showing her natural features. It is really rare for a girl to use less makeup. Whenever she laughs, her eyes twinkle brightly. For unknown reasons, it makes his heart beat faster. She had the most beautiful smile that he had ever seen. Reminiscing about that day still brings a smile to Justin's face.

A very sexy and mature model. "You want these, don't you?" She cupped her little breasts. "I could give you a chance to have these. If you give up the beauty to Vincenzo." I moved closer to her and pulled the dress close, tying the robe shut. I was breathing hard as I pulled her closer to me, the softness of her breasts pressing into my arm. She gasped, gazing up at me with eyes filled with adoration; she was extremely ugly up close compared to the beauty.

I reached out and grabbed his chin softly, then tilted his face up so I could see him properly. I was shocked. Speechless. I did not expect this… this kind of beauty. My heart flipped, but I didn’t pay attention to it. His hair was a warm brown, slightly messy like he’d been running his fingers through it. His eyes were a deep, normal shade of green, but they held something that hit me harder than I wanted to admit. He was breathtaking in a quiet, unguarded way that most people in our world had long lost. Too bad I’m here for his sister, not him.