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Now I love the boots, but the dress, not so much. Starliss' pick was more my style. The first pick was a black leather romper. The outfit looked right and shorter than my usual with a gold punk waist chain belt and gold chains at the sleeves. She wanted me to wear it with black roundhead lace-up platform punk boots. The lace was gold. The second pick was a short black high-waist skirt with pink punk chains dangling from the sides, a black crop camisole, and a pink extreme crop top. The camisole had sexy pink lips printed on the front with "Daddy's vixen" written under the lips. I could see myself wearing that with fishnet stockings just to glorify my legs even if it makes sense or not. I sen

"That peach thing says, 'Hi, I'm sweet and romantic and would never stab you in your sleep.' The leather one says, 'I might choke you, but you'll like it.'" "It's a date, not a cage fight," Tasha replied, tugging her satin robe tighter. Debby flung her legs up dramatically and hurried toward the closet. She took out the outfit that she thought Tasha should wear. It could only be described as post-apocalyptic dominatrix couture. It was sleek black leather, had silver buckles, and sheer mesh in places Tasha didn't even know you could legally expose. "Imagine his face when you walk out dressed in this," Debby said, doing jazz hands.

She asked "Who says I was upset with you to begin with?" I asked. She looked at me for a while before hugging me. "You are a kind person, Serena. Thank you so much." She said, "You're welcome." I said. "Also, I have something to give you." I reached into my dress and pulled out the book she was holding. Having a dress with a lot of ruffles and elastic bands can come in handy in hiding a weapon or a book, as the case may be.

All three of their faces are pissed off. "Bella what..........." Ares starts but his tone trails off. All three of their faces drop as they take in what I'm wearing. I try my best to refrain from laughing. All three of their eyes rake my outfit in. I'm wearing a black, long sleeved, one-piece leather bodysuit that shows my curves perfectly. I paired fishnet stockings with it. The bodysuit has a crisscross pattern in the chest area that shows off my breasts perfectly. I decided to wear thigh-high boots that had nice stiletto heel on them. I

“How should I be acting?” “I advise you stay close to Levi at all times. I doubt he’ll let you out of his sight tonight anyway.” She giggled. “Wonderful things are coming in the future!” Wonderful things. Creepy bitch. I didn’t know why she went through the trouble of making me look this… presentable. The party was at night. No one was going to see or care. The outfit she picked for me looked like it belonged on someone rich pretending to be casual—dark fitted pants, a sleek black top that somehow shimmered when I moved, and a coat tailored perfectly for my build. Soft leather boots, polished. Overkill.

I look to the side to see what my outfit will be. My mouth drops to the floor. It isn't two or three pieces. There are two huge racks loaded with casual clothing. In addition, hanging nearby are accessories like glasses and hats. I put on the first outfit. It is a pair of tight, pale skinny jeans and a linen shirt tied at the waist, as well as the most beautiful combat boots I have ever seen in my life. Marie leads me to position myself in front of the cameras on set.

His reassurance means everything, and I hurry to do what he says. Minutes later, we’re strolling down the stairs. I’m wearing a loose black criss-cross ripped open back t-shirt, over a dark purple tank top, so I’m not showing any skin at the back, but instead a pop of colour. I pair it off with boots and a dark purple choker. Then leave my hair to fall in its natural waves. How do I look? “You are smoking hot!” That’s what King said when I stepped out of my closet. And I have no choice but to agree with my coming alpha.

After our breakfast, Dime and I wanted to go to the bookstore to buy some books for our apartment, “Ready Dime?” I shouted as I grabbed my keys, “Coming!” Dime shouted back as she came stumbling down the stairs, Dime wore an emerald green bralette with black leggings and emerald green sneaker heels, “Looking hot there babes,” I said as I opened the door “You too,” Dime said as she looked at my outfit, I was wearing a silver bralette with a black fishnet shirt over the bralette with black jeans and silver sneakers. I drove Dime and me over to the closest Barnes and Noble,

Another sign that things are getting better, I smiled and stretched. I walked to the inner closet and saw three different outfits on the worktop, a simple black camisole, with simple black panties, probably indicating that if I put them on then I'd just be resting. The second outfit was a black leather bodice, with gold details and greenish threads, a pair of clingy leather panties, as well as black boots that reached just above my knees. Indicating that if I wanted to dominate, then I should wear this outfit.

“Any girl with an ounce of self-respect wouldn't be caught dead in that outfit. A scrap of dignity, that's all it takes, and you couldn't even manage that. You're no different from any other worthless whore.” If he found that red gown scandalous, he had absolutely no clue about the true treasures that were hidden in my closet. I pulled out a sheer black lace bodysuit that leaves little to the imagination, paired with thigh-high fishnet stockings and a garter belt. Over this, I wore an unbuttoned leather biker jacket that barely covered me, giving a peek at the sexy lingerie underneath. High-heeled ankle boots with stiletto heels completed the look. I grabbed the key fob and strode outside to