Black Halo Jackie O Dress の小説・ストーリー

But Jean certainly had good taste when it came to clothing. - "Let's see" she murmured, leaving the cotton with which she wiped the excess makeup on her face, and looked at her friend, somewhat anxiously. Drake opened the protective cover and pulled the dress out of the plastic wrapping it. It was a short length golden garment. The color was reminiscent of pure gold, and that would make the woman a millionaire tonight. There was a bold cleavage, but she didn't want to speculate until she was dressed. - "And the shoes?" she questioned.

My skin went hot, and I looked back at the ring, flustered. I had dreamed about him all night. Dream sweet, he had said, and sweet dreams I had. I tried to pay attention to the rest of the ceremony, but I could feel Owen's eyes on me. And why not? I thought. Jack's assistant had picked out a great dress for me, a strapless coral-colored dress. She had contacted a tailor out in Iowa to measure me and modify the dress to hug all my contours. I couldn't believe how good it looked on me, the color accenting my dark hair and the cut making me look like a supermodel. I wanted to look back up at Owen, but I knew if I did, I would blush. The man was too charming for his own good. Why is it this hard

Hobart acknowledged his wishes and assured him it would be done for them. Jada put on her emerald earrings and her square emerald ring. She wore a white Givenchy knit dress with a green, white and pink Chan Luu cashmere scarf, tied loosely around her neck. She slipped on her white jimmy choo stilettos with gold chain and crystal accents and admired the look of them.

Even though it hasn’t even been twelve hours, I ache to feel her velvety soft skin and her lithe body yield to me, to drown myself in her scent and the sounds she makes when I make love to her. “Keep it together, Ian,” Jack whispers beside me. “Big bad Alpha falling to pieces is a bad look for you.” “Only one thing going to stop that.” The dress she’s wearing looks like she smells-- a lilac colored corset bodice with some ornate closure detail on the front and a layered lace skirt in shortbread yellow that falls in an irregular hem about her slim calves. “Yeah, I’ve heard her keeping you upright. At high decibel and all damn night long.”

«Friday, Gala Night» Scarlet sauntered out of the house, she smiled as the fresh breeze caressed her cheeks, she looked down at herself and felt pride swelling in her chest, she hadn't felt this beautiful in ages. She was wearing a halter dress with a keyhole shoulder with an upward scooping corset, the long blue-white dress giving her a deluxe appearance, and a pair of ankle strap heels while her plum-brown hair was styled elegantly. She lifted her gaze taking in two cars with a black limousine parked in front of the mansion. Scarlet eyed the men in black suits and glasses till her eyes landed on Reid and her breath got caught in her throat.

He was busy. Angelo’s back was to her. She looked at Raquel, who had outdone herself with getting dressed up for this event. She was wearing an eye-catching silky cream-colored floor-length dress. The front of it plunged down to just above her belly button and she wore a stunning and huge ruby pendant surrounded by diamonds. The bottom half of her dress was fitted around her hips and derrière and then had a subtle flare at the knees. It accentuated her hourglass figure. Her red hair was done up in elegant waves, like a ‘50s pinup model. The front panels of her dress were provocatively narrow, covering her breasts, but just so. Laura saw that she wasn’t wearing any kind of bra underneath her