Celana Zara Pria Novels & Stories

ZARA I am standing in front of the big mirror in the bathroom. I am wearing a short, cream-colored bodycon dress with a square neck and the back and sleeves are in lace, and a pair of matching flats. Mom is helping me to put my hair in a bun, with a few strays of hair framing my face, and putting a light natural makeup on that makes my blue contacts pop.

"They want to embarrass her in front of the cameras to prove that Sterling Global is run by unrefined, new money trash. I am not putting Zara in a room filled with aristocratic vultures." "You aren't putting me anywhere, Lucian." The soft, velvet command cut flawlessly through the heavy tension of the dining room. Lucian turned. Zara walked slowly out of the shadowed hallway. She was wearing one of his oversized, charcoal gray cashmere sweaters, the hem falling just to her mid thigh. Her bare legs were smooth and pale, her dark hair cascading perfectly in messy waves over her shoulders. The ten-carat emerald cut diamond caught the morning light, flashing brilliantly against her skin.

Perhaps she was too childish despite being a quarter of a century old. "I'll take a shower first, then." Zack nodded with a sweet smile. His handsome face multiplied when he showcased his smile. Ten minutes later, Celine had finished showering. She went into her room and admired herself in front of the mirror. She chose a casual look, wearing a white T-shirt paired with jeans and her hair tied in a ponytail. A touch of light powder and matte lipstick in a color matching her lips completed her look. After finishing her makeup, Celine approached Zack, who was still in the living room. He was no longer with her father but busy reading a magazine under the living room table.

“I’m buying them all” I shrieked. “What? Hey, are you insane?” “Let’s face the fact here, Ciara. Australia doesn’t have half the clothes we have here and besides girl” she pointed at the clothes in my hands. “This is ‘XAGE’ “ Exactly. This is ‘XAGE’ and that’s why I hoped Tina was bluffing about buying all these clothes. A XAGE top cost over 500$. Just a top, I repeat. Now imagine just how much she’s going to spend over all these clothes that seemed to consist of over 30 tops and 24trousers.

Zara says, her voice full of disbelief. She points at the air inside the case, tracing invisible lines. “I see a strap that goes… here. And one that goes… there. And then there’s just… air.” I nod in agreement as she describes the ridiculous lingerie. It's not exactly a lingerie, it's just tiny straps. Tinier than bra straps. It doesn't cover a thing. It just frames the breast but it doesn't cover it. Then little dangly silver jewels hang from the straps. It dangles over the nipple, and that's the only cover it's got. Same with the pants.

This is for Zandra. XXX

The clothing that he buy were total of 106 pair of clothes with different styles. 'Nevermind, it's okay since I don't have money and I'm not the one who buys it anyways. I'm just gonna choose a good outfit for today. I can't let my day ruined by my outfit.' Zelia said on her inner mind and she choose a pair of clothes which she wanted to dress for today. The outfit that she choose for her pants is a wide leg grey pants while she can't choose for her upper body since the other was all dresses, and robes.

Beta Zaine Wore navy blue slacks, a light pink blazer with a pink navy button up and pink tie and the usual black loafers. “Well aren’t you pretty, Beta Zaine,” Callie joked about his fashionable outfit. “You won’t make me feel bad for being fashionable, woman. I know I looked good,” Zaine responded back to her. Caleb wore the typical guardian uniform, black slacks, black button up and black dress boots, “if I’d known we were being fashionable Beta, I would have out shined you any day,” Caleb joked. “I don’t doubt that for a minute,” Zaine chuckled.

For a split second, Zara hesitated. Then she followed him down the hallway. Rosey trailed behind, silent, her heart pounding in her ears. Adrian opened his wardrobe wide. “Go ahead,” he said, stepping aside. Zara began checking the shirts one by one. White. Blue. Striped. Dark grey. Every single one had its buttons intact. And not only that they were all different designs. She slowed down. Her brows furrowed. Did he change brands? she wondered. But she was certain.

"I know you’re sitting there planning how to irritate me because I know that stubborn look on your face. You think because we’re at the Citadel, you can play these games. But let’s be clear, I picked that dress for a reason. It shows we’re a perfect couple. A Luna matching her alpha, that perfect." In my peripheral vision, I glanced at the silver gown. It was beautiful though, heavy satin, impeccably tailored, and safe. It was the dress of a loyal wife. Then my eyes drifted to the other side of the room, where Kael’s midnight-blue silk hung like a piece of the night sky captured in fabric. It didn't just suggest power, it demanded it without even trying. Suddenly, Cade’s phone on the dresser