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I think he would love it. “We can go today when we finish shopping, I could buy some naughty clothes to tease Enrico,” Jennifer says excitedly. “Let’s keep it a secret, as we go later.” If I go with Jennifer I'm sure it will be fun and I'll be able to buy everything I want. I put on the first dress and I didn't like the fabric that glows greenish, and it's a replica of Cinderella's dress, so I went to the next one. “I think this is it!” I say looking at myself in the mirror, the dress is a beautiful light blue strapless, I loved all the flower details and I thought it was perfect.

I asked, collecting the box from her. “I wouldn’t know, my lady,” Jennifer declared. I shot a squinted eye at her and she rolled her eyes with a smile. I opened the gift box and brought out a dress. It was a sky blue off-shoulder gown with a lacy-covered upper part, flared from the waist, stitched in between the breast line. It looked more like Cinderella’s gown when she went to the prince’s ball party. I looked at Jenifer, she shrugged her shoulders. “What is this for?” I asked.

Jane explained while catching her breath. She stood in front of him and when Jane met his gaze, she caught Lance staring blankly at her. Why won’t he when she’s looking pretty with the blue dress that Eric sent to her? Her dress is above the knees. The waistline is perfectly fitted around her, while the upper part is a bit lousy, highlighting her beautiful bones; her neck, collarbone and shoulder. The elegant dress gave justice to her hour-glass figure. Aside from that, the color compliments her white pale skin. She is also wearing silver shoes which were sparkling whenever a light illuminated on it. Her dress is like the modern version of Cinderella, while her face resembles Snow-white.

I no longer have to worry about my body having to be covered up all the way because he never liked me to show any skin. I looked at myself in the mirror as I started to get ready for my party. Tonight I opted for a high-low white spaghetti strapped dress that had rhinestone straps and a rhinestone bodice, low-cut in the front showing off just a hint of cleavage, and white shoes with rhinestone buckles to match. It’s my time to shine. I feel like Cinderella. My friends Cammy, Gina, Tiana, and Stacey are all with me as we enter the limousine to go to Crown Raven Hotel and Spa.

he said and pushed Thelma to the female staff. "What's wrong with my dress?" Thelma demanded. "Everthing, baby!" he winked. Thelma saw everything happen like magic. To her, the fairy godmothers made Cinderella ready for her Prince. Her imagination was wide. The staffs applied different substance to her face. Thelma couldn't even tell where they belonged. She was sure that if Theresa was there, she would be able to differentiate them. *************************** Theresa sat in front of her dresser. Her makeup were done. Her brown hair was styled to perfection as usual. This time she wore a simple dress which was a pink knee-length gown.

She points to a room directly opposite the counter. I mutter a 'thanks' before heading off in the direction she pointed. Grayson remains leaning on the counter. Once inside the dressing room, I easily slip out of my dress. I try on the first outfit. It's a lovely off shouldered Cinderella styled gown with a lot of buttons at the back. At first I try to do the buttons myself but it doesn't work. Eventually I give up and decide I need help. Apart from the large mirror covering an entire wall in the changing room and a long bench, there isn't any other thing inside here.

"Dominque will take you to the ballroom tonight to meet the investors. I want you to look beautiful, my dear. So I ordered the most stunning dress from CEVS." My father's body shifted, ready to get out of the room. I paused when I saw his reflection in the mirror. Layla and Taylah, my two personal maids, politely polish my dress and gently comb my long, wavy hair. "And by the way. I want you to wear those shoes," he said. His eyes pointed to the table beside the dressing table. "You are the perfect Cinderella, my dearie," in my father's mischievous smile. My heart sank in both pains, shouting for freedom.

Not a single feather adorned it; only delicate lace, dazzling diamante’s, and a ribbon tied into her hair. Emily had painstakingly handcrafted the dress from scratch, a choice that Ella would never have made for herself. The dress was a breathtaking emerald green, embellished with vibrant streaks of electric blue and purple. As Ella moved, the fabric glided gracefully over her body, resembling the ever-shifting colours of water. The dress was flawlessly cut, featuring delicate straps, a plunging neckline, and a daringly open back. It started just below her waist dimples, hugging her curves before cascading into a magnificent train.

It only covered the upper half of my face, but it would be enough. I didn’t want anyone recognizing me tonight. Especially not Charlotte. I wore a deep navy-blue gown, sleek and simple. I wanted to look elegant but not loud. My hair was pulled back into a low twist, and I didn’t wear any jewelry. I wasn’t there to impress. I was there to watch. By the time I got to the auction, the event was already in full swing. Lights sparkled above like stars, the chandeliers sending soft glows over the polished marble floors. People in masks and expensive clothes filled the room, sipping wine and whispering behind fans and glasses.