Novel & Cerita Eleanor Rose Clothing

Ten years ago, our class had a graduation party. I wore the couture dress my dad gave me for my 18th birthday and happily bounded up to Lorcan with a huge rose bouquet. My grin was wide, so dazzling that even the roses in my arms seemed to come to life. "Marry me, Lorcan. I'll give you a complete family." The air that night had been chilly with an evening breeze. Everyone had been cheering for us and my proposal, even our homeroom teacher. Everyone and nature itself had been on my side.

and unlocked the door. He moved her going away from him...he was looking at her without blinking and taking in her beautiful and gorgeous self.. Her white coat that is her pride and signifies her hardwork to her patients, was held in her one hand... Her purse in other hand... A stethoscope, that was, is and maybe will be her favourite jewellery that she always carried around with her, was around her neck.... She was beauty with brains in herself. A perfect combination... No wonder his mom loves her more than him and would stay unhappy everytime Kiara or anyone bought up the topic of their marriage ceremony to be held...

Her face wasn't angry yet, it was full of a sharp, terrifying curiosity. "I decided to be useful while you were out relaxing instead of cleaning your home like a good woman should.” Eleanor said, her voice dropping to a low, dangerous silk. "This closet was a disaster. I thought I’d organize your winter wardrobe. But then I found these hidden behind your old coats." She pulled out a soft, emerald green silk robe and a set of organic cotton wraps. "L'Aube," Eleanor read the name slowly. "I know this shop. I used to go there when I was carrying Mark. It’s a specialty boutique, Elena. They only sell clothes for expectant mothers."

I have been asking Greg to give me his debit card to shop but he always gave me excuses and here this thing was here that just came to the pack less than a week ago. I smiled at her while hiding the frown on my face. Keep enjoying, warrior princess! I will surely rip everything from you! After shopping for about three hours, she finally got three denim jeans, four summer dresses and a red lace gown which I wanted but the shop attendant said it fit Eleanor's shape. Damn her slutty shape! I was so ready to go home. All through the shopping, the attendant was so hooked on her body and praised her at any slight chance! I was also sexy and seductive! Why was I suddenly invisible?

Almost. Eleanor glanced sideways at me. She was dressed in a sleek plum gown today, her silver hair twisted up in a braided knot, regal as ever. “You’ve barely smiled all morning, Selene.” I hesitated, caught. My hand dropped to my side. “I’m sorry. I guess I’m just… distracted.” Eleanor stepped closer, voice low and warm. “This isn’t just about flower arrangements, is it?” I let out a shaky breath, leaning on the edge of the table. “I’m torn, Lady Eleanor. About Ronan. About Elias.”

"You know how he is." "I really don't," Jennifer said. "I feel like I've barely spent any time with him. You'll have to tell me sometime." She looked over at Eleanor. "Eleanor, you must have been so thrilled when Leon told you about them." "I was surprised at first," Eleanor said honestly. "Leon keeps his personal life very private. But when I saw them together I understood immediately." She smiled at me in the mirror. "Some things you simply know." I tried on four more dresses after that. A structured A-line with a long train. A strapless gown with a sweetheart neckline. A dress with so much beading on the bodice that it caught every bit of light in the room and threw small bright reflectio

But then Ellie had to walk in wearing the tightest fucking workout clothes I'd ever seen. Sports bra that hugged her curves like a second skin, showing off the generous swell of her breasts and the flat plane of her stomach. Leggings that clung to every inch of her legs and ass like they'd been painted on. Her blonde hair pulled back in a high ponytail that swayed with every movement, catching the light and making me want to wrap it around my fist. The worst part? I picked out the fucking outfit myself. I told Lorenzo we needed to get her new clothes, she didn't pack to stay as long as she was and there was a certain satisfaction that came with buying things for Ellie, picturing her in the c

But all throughout I can feel Kaitlyn's eyes on me which promise me that she saw the fear in my eyes and she will do everything in her power to out me. Honestly, I'm in deep shit. *** Before I know it, it's the night of the charity gala. I don't know what to make of it considering all that what went down with Clinton. I think to myself as I brush my hand over the exquisite Faux dress that Eleanor designed for me. Her brand 'Faux' is a worldwide sensation, so wearing a one-of-a-kind dress by Eleanor herself always makes me feel like a celebrity because apparently, Eleanor always loves to dress me in her clothes.

***** At the boutique, an attendant walked us around, showing us different collections of new clothes. Eleanor kept forcing on the persona of a rich heiress, but it kept falling off every damn time whenever she saw a beautiful dress, but I kept my cool the whole time, talking when necessary, picking the things I wanted. We spent about an hour shopping, and I kept laughing inside when I thought of the drama that would soon unfold. After shopping, the attendant packed up our clothes in separate shopping bags. I could see the smirk on Eleanor's face as she gladly asked me to pay first when the attendant asked for our payment.

She’s also wincing in fake pain and looking up at Andrew, who lifts her in his arms and carries her inside the venue. I stay in the sidelines as I enter the hall, but even then, I’m not immune to hearing the words of the guests. “I love her dress!” one woman says, gushing over Eleanor. “If I’m correct, that’s a Dior.” I scan Eleanor’s dress. The lady is wrong. Eleanor is wearing a vintage Thierry Mugler black dress, with satin and velvet. I’ve seen it in a 1990s runway catalogue, and I’m pretty certain that they run up to eleven thousand dollars.