Dashie Without Hat Novels & Stories

She put her head on her desk and closed her eyes for a moment when Damen walked towards her desk. "Excuse me?” He cleared his throat. “I’m just resting my eyes for a moment, Eric.” She said with closed eyes. “If I am not disturbing you, this is not the right place to sleep." He said and raised his eyebrow. He was dressed in a deep blue dress shirt and grey dress pants. His hair combed back perfectly. He was holding a cup in his hand, steam coming out of it. Penelope raised her head a little and squinted at him. It was not Eric. She had never seen this man around. "And who are you to tell me this?"

Nice. "Will you do the job?" Cedric asked, placing his hands on the table. I hummed in response, "I will. She'll be dead by next week." "Good" He nodded, "Remember, kill her as The Shadow not as Alessio Romano unless you want to get in a Fucking war with the Mexican Mafia." "Chill. I know what to do." I replied, standing up, "I'll take your leave now. Have a bad day." Then I left, slamming the door shut on my way out.

He looked just as surprised as Cassie was for seeing each other right then and there. Cassie stiffened and Damian looked—stared at her. Damian was wearing his dark blue three-piece tuxedo with his golden cross, first three buttons of his white shirt unbuttoned, like always, and his blonde hair was pulled backwards. Cassie was wearing her normal Nanny uniform which was a formal pink jacket with a white shirt and a long skirt with black shoes. Simple as that.

Daphne dressed herself, and I fixed her long hair, braiding it neatly and tying ribbons at the ends. I wore a sleeveless summer dress with flat sandals so my feet wouldn’t hurt. I also wore a sunhat to keep the heat away. Kreed wore a shirt and jeans with sneakers, paired with dark sunglasses. He looked so hot that I felt a little nervous, knowing other women’s eyes would surely be on him. Daphne matched his vibe by wearing her heart-shaped sunnies. We got into his car and left.

She was the friend who knew the latest trends before they were cool, the one who could make any outfit look like it was plucked from the pages of a high-fashion magazine. Ashley, the birthday girl, went for the classic "Fashionista Sasha." Her curly short hair was styled in a high ponytail, with a few loose strands framing her face. She wore a pink mini-dress that matched her doll's outfit, complete with a chic belt and dainty heels. Her makeup was minimal but effective, letting her natural beauty shine through. Sasha's outfit was the epitome of sophistication and poise, much like Ashley herself, who always knew how to navigate social situations with grace.

Asher said. “I don’t see the point in going overboard, Asher. Small and casual,” she said. “Does that mean I can wear jeans and my cowboy hat?” “No, to the jeans, but yes, to the cowboy hat. I can see you looking very handsome in a suit.” “I’ll wear whatever you tell me to wear,” Asher said. The look he gave her was intense, and meaningful, and her heart skipped a beat. The sudden lump in her throat made it hard to speak. At that moment, she could physically feel Asher’s love for her.

I make something up, hoping she’s not busy. “Oh okay, that works then” She nods, causing the weight to be lifted off my shoulder. I quickly picked out some clothes, settling on my UCLA football hoodie, a pair of light-washed jeans, and white basketball sneakers. “Put a hat on” Kisses pipes in, smiling softly. “You and your hat fascination. Which one?” I smile, holding up a white one and a yellow one. She blushes, pointing at the yellow one. I quickly fix my hair so the hat fits on my head perfectly.

"Sit here, and fold a hat... It's cold. I don't want you to do it." "Hee hee." Daisy narrowed her eyes and smiled, enjoying his love. "I'm not going to help you." Sean scratched her nose. "I'm at your disposal." It was easy for Sean to make a snowman. Daisy sat on the steps in the corridor. She folded a hat with the red paper. After that, she rested her chin on her hands and watched him. For convenience, Sean was not wearing a coat, but a smoky gray cashmere sweater with a matching tie revealing from the collar. Even though he was making a childish snowman, he still exuded an air of nobility.

I smirked. "Woah, for a bet?" Danielle's eyes widened. "Deal" "Daniela you should tell your boyfriend that I never loose a bet" "Yeah. That's right" "I can't believe you are actually supporting your sister" Asher muttered. "OK. What's going on here?" Daisy crossed her arms staring at us. She's so damn beautiful, I really can't get enough of her. She removed her swim cap and flinged her hair sexily. I couldn't help but stare at her.

He said, relief etched in his voice. "Good evening to you too," Ayesha quipped. "Very considerate for Cassie to set her birthday in the dead of night." "It's not a midnight-themed birthday if we hold it in the day, is it? And speaking of themes, what are you two wearing?" Ethan eyed them both. "Pardon me, but I cannot wear a dress to save my life. And Super-Shield Maddie here says she doesn't own any dress either." "Just come in, you two." Ethan said, opening the door wider. "Hello, Maddie." He acknowledged her and she waved at him.