Romans & histoires Duchess Satine

Seated at the front of the luxurious motorcycle, Tristan Vance held the handlebars with his steady hands, while Vivienne sat comfortably behind him that afternoon. Vivienne's curvy body, wrapped in a modern cream-colored knitted dress with a Korean aesthetic, fit her perfectly, radiating the dark charm of a cyber queen who had just claimed the highest throne in the international market that afternoon. Her long black hair swayed beautifully in the afternoon breeze.

Selene says and Zach swallows and glanced sideways at Wayne who was sitting a table away from theirs and watching them over the rim of his champagne flute. "I hate to keep a lady waiting....You're beautiful Selene" Zach grins as he trail his eyes down her figure clad in a v neck dress. Her long dark hair framed her face. Just with a dab of powder and lip gloss yet she looked breathtaking. she nods. "Yeah right I know" She leaned back into her seat as she let him feast his eyes on her. A waitress approaches their table. "I'd just have wine" Selene tells her and she nods, trying to keep the surprise off her face at the sight of Selene.

the duchess said as Jessie smiled at her. “Thank you, duchess,” she replied before the duchess smiled at her. “Just call me Becca,” the duchess said before they went to the divan and took their seats as they were waiting for the butler to come and serve the tea and scones for them.

DUCHESS 43 Violetta Suzette Perues was her name before she became queen. And even then, she was the fairest of them all. Her hair as black as ebony, her lips are red as blood and her skin as white as snow, many people swooned over her, both male and female wanted to be with her, wanted to own her. Many people would flock around her and would surround her whenever she is in the proximity, they would always try to talk to her and would always try to be close to her as proximity may allow--- they would do their best to be at skin to skin contact to her--- they would do their best to hold her.

CHAPTER 1 Sophia “Stars Don't Wear Off-Brand Cotton” “So… what do you think?” I stood at the door, still vibrating from the bumpy ride back from my afternoon deliveries. Daphne was standing in the center of the room, looking less like my sister and more like a model on a Parisian runway. She was draped in a dark green, crocodile-skin leather mini skirt that shimmered with the kind of glossy arrogance usually reserved for billionaire ex-wives.

[Zeve’s POV] (The banquet night after Amor left with Morfan.) “So luna, what kind of dresses do you like?” A duchess asked. Royally dressed in her furry gown. She was from the North, so her dress was winter inspired. “I like furry capes. They hold an aesthetic royalty like no other dresses. Just like your dress. It fits in all perfect places and the colour is settled, not too vibrant. I really like how elegantly you are dressed up,” I sugarcoated every word I said.

She needed to be charming, seductive - remind Vitale of why he had chosen her to rule beside him. Back in her chambers, Kat stood before the mirror assessing her appearance. The sleek black gown accentuated every curve, its plunging neckline revealing the swells of her breasts. She turned, watching the fabric shimmer and hug her slender frame. Yes, this would please Vitale. She twisted her platinum curls into an elegant updo and applied her makeup artfully. Smokey eyes, nude lips, and a spritz of her favored jasmine perfume.

Although Xavier looked like a Greek God but still his aura oozed power, dominance and danger. Katherine was wearing a sexy purple Chanel gown with a deep neckline and a long thigh slit. She was purposely standing too close to Xavier as she was damn sure that he had definitely chosen her as his date for the night. But what she failed to notice that there will be a long queue of girls who will be giving her a tough competition tonight. Sophia chose her best outfit for the evening which was a green velvet backless Prada gown. She purposely tied her hair in a messy bun so as to give a clear view of her sexy back.

I took a small bite of a green salad and found it surprisingly tasty, with a mix of flavors that I couldn't quite identify. The Duchess was wearing a beautiful, flowing silk dress in a shade of deep purple that perfectly complemented her warm skin tone. The dress had intricate gold embroidery on the bodice and sleeves, which glittered in the candlelight. Her hair was styled elegantly, with loose curls cascading down her back, and she wore a simple yet striking necklace made of diamonds and emeralds. I couldn't help but notice the unusual array of dishes in front of us. The Duchess noticed my hesitation and smiled. "I know the flavors can be a bit strong for some palates, but I find them quit

And today that beat led her to enter Edwina’s office through the window. The dark-haired, statuesque beauty leaned forward and kissed Edwina on the cheek, “I hope I got here quick enough, Eddie” she laughed. “You most certainly did. Were you in the middle of something,” Edwina raised an eyebrow. The Duchess was adorned in her finest silk and jewelry, her hair was brushed to one side, curled, and decorated with small flowers and pearls. Her dress was a bright baby blue silk styled in the current trend with a hoop skirt. “Oh, just one of Countess Lehmenkuhler’s, dull tea parties. Do you mind if I take this off?” The Duchess pointed down at her wide skirts.