Draco Malfoy Black Suit Novels & Stories

I was about to speak when the door slowly opened and Drake walked in. My mouth fell open in awe as he had completely changed from this morning. He had to step out to take care of some personal matters, but of course and as always he didn't elaborate. He left with his normal t-shirt and black jeans, but upon entrance he had totally transformed. Instead of his usual garbs, he wore a black long sleeved button down shirt with fancy black slacks to match. A black cape was draped around his neck and over his left shoulder, covering his arm. The cape had gold trim around it, with an etch of a dragon standing poised on the back. On his shirt where many colorful medals and pins. He was a very decorat

I hesitated for a moment, but then I nodded and let him in. Davion was wearing a sleek black suit that seemed to hug his toned frame perfectly. The jacket was buttoned up, giving him an air of seriousness and sophistication. The suit pants fit him like a glove, accentuating his long legs. His dress shirt was a crisp white, perfectly pressed and tucked into his pants. A black tie was snug around his neck, adding a touch of class to his overall appearance. His shiny black shoes were polished to perfection, giving off an air of importance and authority.

It was like art, art that made his stomach twist. Draco wiped the remaining blood across the victim’s shirt with disdain, then stood up, stretching as if he was finally refreshed. “Dispose him. But leave the stain on the chair…I like the color.” Nico nodded quickly. “Of course, boss, I’ll take care of it right away.” Draco smiled at his right hand man. “Good. And Nico?” “Yes, boss?” “Bring me a fresh suit. I’m meeting someone tonight.”

As I smiled, mentally accepting his invitation, I couldn't help but think that I might actually grow accustomed to this newfound sense of camaraderie. As I gazed at Alpha Drake, I couldn't help but notice the impeccable coordination of his outfit. His black suit served as a sleek backdrop for the gold vest, shoes, and pocket square, which sparkled with subtle sophistication. The overall effect was stunning, and I had to stifle a laugh as I recalled my previous efforts to avoid matching him. His dark hair was perfectly styled, framing his chiseled features, and his ocean blues seemed to hold a depth of emotion that hinted at a more vulnerable side beneath his usual stoic exterior.

he said, voice dripping with mockery. Brea huffed so hard I thought she’d blow the SUV back down the road. “Unbelievable.” She spun on her heel and marched off toward her cabin. Leon jogged after her like an annoying little brother who couldn’t take a hint. “Brea, wait!” I almost laughed, but then my attention caught on Draco—oh, sweet heavens—Draco. Jeans and a plain t-shirt should not be allowed to look that good. He pulled off his sunglasses in slow motion, like he was auditioning for the cover of some Alpha Bachelor Monthly.

he mumbled. She blended in his arms, squeezing her cheek against his chest. The signal made his heart pound. I require air. Carefully, Draco hung her on the pads and slipped out from beneath her. He looked around the room, spotting one of his coats hanging on the back of the entryway. He caught it off the snare and secured Sydney. Grabbing his pants off the floor, Draco rapidly ventured into them and pulled his clean T-shirt back on, giving Sydney one final see some time recently heading out of his dressing room.

“And who the fuck are you?” Draco asked with a creased brow as he did a robotic turn to the back. There wasn't any bit of fear in him either as he shivered. What was going on inside his mind was an urge to get a real threat that would make him go all out… “This is where you will meet your demise.” The figure added and plummet out of a shadow entrance. The figure was a male and just like others he was wearing a white garment, but his own was unique and special from the others.

I saw Draco and Albert both coming back to their senses upon hearing my word…. “Ahhe… yes.. yes…we should get going..” Draco suddenly replied with cheeky smile of his…and moved out of house with Albert beside him… in meantime I checked their outfit and I must saw Albert had groomed up well… he was looking elegant and royal in his midnight blue colored suit gown which was coated with detailed golden colored design… while Draco… he looked way more handsome then he was in his green colored tunic cotton shirt and cream.. Colored trouser and high boots…

The fate of his kind depended on it. Draco took a deep breath, the pain in his head still nagging at him as he stood up from the Jacuzzi. He wrapped a towel around his waist and headed to his closet to don his war clothes. The black leather armor, decorated with silver studs, hung on a rack beside the door. He slid the shirt on first, feeling the leather creak as it molded to his body. Then he reached for the pants, the material thick and heavy, and strapped on his boots.

I added a black jacket with rhinestones around the collar to complete the look and paired it with black diamond danglers and black Jimmy Choo high heels. Draco wore an Armani suit in black along with black pants and a red shirt underneath. We hadn't initially thought to match but Draco thought it would look more apt if we dressed in similar colors so that Vincenzo knew we were a couple. Couple… I wanted to laugh. It wasn’t a declaration of a relationship or a confirmation. It was just him way of giving me exactly how much was needed to keep me hooked to him while he went around with his fiancé.