روايات وقصص ضمن Cecilia Lisbon Dress

She quickly thought Cecilia's name was noted in the booking her secretary arranged, but she did not anticipate that he would ask about her. "She was not feeling well, so I brought my assistant." Andrew nodded. "Alright then, we know what to do." His team then proceeded to prepare. Ellen made her way to the clothing rack and picked out a modest black satin square-neck dress. She then gave the dress to Cecilia, saying, "Lia, wear this." Seeing that the black dress Ellen picked was simple and exactly like her type, she accepted it without any complaints. She likes simple pieces of clothing, so she did not mind.

It is surrounded by peonies, lavender flowers, and other exotic flowers and rocks and is constructed of uniform stones with lovely black railings. A breathtaking Cecilia descended the stairs, the low-lying fog giving the impression that she is coming from the clouds. Cecilia is great in her opulent, nearly see-through off-shoulder mermaid dress, which embraces her lovely, lean figure and makes her stand and move like a dancer. Her hair was styled in a really attractive way, elongating her lovely face and highlighting her broad shoulders with a large bun on top of her head that looked a bit disheveled but exquisite.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Lisa. Of course, I would come.” Lisa noticed that Celie brightened up upon her mention of the birthday party. “Is everything ready? Have you decided what to wear?” asked Lisa. Celie nodded enthusiastically. “Yes, I have, dear! I did tell you I’ll be wearing Moreau, didn’t I?” “I thought you said Gianna Cinque’s your designer? You mentioned how pricey that gown was,” Lisa told her cousin.

The only thing they had in common was that they were all very beautiful. Celena looked at the white and luxurious dresses and thought that anybody would look pretty as long as they had one of these dresses on. However, Celena could only think about it in the end. That was because she did not even dare to think about the dresses anymore after she saw their price tags. The cheapest dress was almost 30 thousand dollars. Given their financial situation at that moment, Liam and she would not be able to afford it at all. Right as Celena stood in front of a mermaid wedding dress in a daze, Cheryl noticed that she had fallen behind. Cheryl turned around and saw Celena staring at the dress.

She heard footsteps ascending through stairs. "Merry Christmas, darling." Ceci sat at the edge of her bed. "Get a change to this. We are going somewhere," she added and left Cali. She fitted it, and it suits her. The dress is a MACloth Off-Shoulder Lace Cocktail Dress. A Half Sleeves Embellishments with a side Zipper Fully Lined at the back. "Perfect!" Ceci clapped her hand. She pushed his son to stand behind Cali. "I'm taking a picture of you. Smile, will you?"

My frown deepened at his words, but before I could respond, he turned on his heel and left, slamming the door shut behind him. I let out a frustrated sigh, shaking my head. What was that supposed to mean? — The next afternoon, Lilia arrived with the dress Sebastian had mentioned. I couldn’t hide my amazement when I saw it. A silver V-neck gown with a high slit on the left side. It was breathtaking. Elegant. Something Celeste would have worn. I shook my head, irritated that I was thinking about her again. Pushing those thoughts aside, I stood up and got ready.

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

Wiping away her tears, she finishes off her last report for the day and closes her laptop. Later that evening, Liza and Elizabeth have pre-drinks, waiting for Emily to arrive at Elizabeth's villa. Liza was dressed in a Libellule original that Elizabeth designed for her, deep red and black lace that ended just above her knees. Elizabeth was dressed in a figure-hugging baby blue Alexander McQueen, both of them wearing their signature red bottom heels.

Ria collected the Velvet colored mini satin dress and grumpily walked into the closet. Few minutes later, she came out. "Wow!!!! This is it! This is what we have been looking for" Lady Lizbeth beemed. Ria managed to smiled at her, the dress gummed on her like a second skin. Her curves doing no Justice to the dress. Lady Lizbeth couldn't deny the fact that she chose the right one. Ria was a beauty to behold. Her silver hair stood out. Even though it was messy and scruffy, Lady Lizbeth knew what it would look like when treated and styled to perfection.

Tiny strands clung to the fabric, and when I was done, Cecilia took the cloth back with a satisfied nod. “Good. Now put this on.” She handed me a gown. My eyes widened instantly. It was daringly short, the fabric sheer like hers but thinner and softer. It would leave nothing to the imagination. The neckline dipped low, the skirt barely long enough to cover me. “I can’t—” I started, shaking my head. “You can,” Cecilia said firmly. “And you will. This is what the Luna wants. Besides…” her lips curved in mischief, “you’ll thank me when you see yourself.”