Cecilia Lisbon Dress Novels & Stories

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.”

Before Celina could argue, Tatiana went to the closet and started rummaging through the hangers. "Let's see... You need something with presence, that shows off your body, that's sensual in the right measure, without being vulgar. Here!" She pulled out a black midi dress with thin straps and a subtle V-neckline, fitted at the waist. It was elegant and gently accentuated Celina's curves. "Go with this one. Perfect for the place and the occasion." Celina took a deep breath and, overcome by her friend's positive energy, sent the message: "I'll go."

Her hands were perfectly long for her figure and her legs were gunpoint. They were straight and fresh like morning oranges. Cecilia could not stop staring as the fashion sense was quite attractive. The bag in her hand was a limited edition Louis Vuitton. And her sneakers were the recently produced edition of Nike. She could tell her wrist watch was ice as the beauty was absorbing. "Hello!" Cecilia said softly as she was so attracted to the lady's beauty. "Hi, I thought you wanted to see their boss" Regina opened her mouth and let her words roll out softly. "Yeah!" Cecilia said and nodded absentmindedly, still looking at Regina's earrings.

The weekend arrived so fast Lisa barely had time to breathe. Elena had spent the entire morning treating Lisa like a personal dressing doll, completely swept up in the excitement of her matchmaking project. She had pulled dress after dress from Lisa's closet, mostly the ones Elena had bought her but she had never bothered to wear before, tossing them onto the bed with dissatisfied hums until she finally settled on a soft, form-fitting knit dress that hugged Lisa's curves beautifully without being overly scandalous.

It was quite a sad bucket list because I know I could not really do it all. My favorite one on my bucket list was to wear a dress. Wear a dress, a long white dress while walking down the aisle. Who doesn't want that? Every girl dreams of marrying the man of her dreams but in my case, It will only happen in my dreams because my time is limited and cut short. Should I tell him that? Gosh, Veronika of course, you must never. But why? If you do, he will act weird towards you and he will pity you.

Because standing in front of the door, with a shy smile on her face, was Celine. Damian was mesmerized by her beauty. He could tell how beautiful she was. Her hair was down and her blue eyes glimmered brightly in the light. They shined like stars and gave off an otherworldly glow. Celine wore a dark pink dress with white lace collar and sleeves. The dress had a high slit on the left side and the whole dress showed off her curves. Celine had also applied some makeup which made her look even more beautiful. As usual, she wasn't wearing any jewellery, only a simple necklace which matched perfectly with the dress, and her long blonde locks of hair were falling in curls over her shoulders.