Fictional Character Dti Outfit Novels & Stories

I remarked. I went back to my room, had my bath. Did a messy bun. I realized the clothes I bought, I haven’t even worn any of them, it’s been that stupid uniform all the maids wore. I wore a white T-shirt with black joggers. Dante wasn’t at the table. "Where is your brother?" Tala and Alpha Herveuax were seated, ready to eat. "Forget about him," he growled. "Excuse me," I told them, and I left.

"Then look me in the eyes and say it." She couldn't do that. But if she wanted to be free, she had to. Dixie sucked down a breath, fortifying herself against him then finally opened her eyes. She stared straight ahead at his chest. His tie was a dark navy blue with tiny paisleys. She'd always assumed someone-Scarlett, probably-picked these out. Dixie had been surprised to learn that Benji was behind his sharp suits and snazzy ties. He wasn't just the shorts and flip-flops wearing country bum he pretended to be. He was so much more.

I take a quick glance at Yeri but her face is still the same. The door to the Dowager's court opened with a flourish, and the herald's voice rings out, announcing the arrival of King Ozar. The room falls silent and my eyes turns towards the entrance. King Dimitrio walks in. Today, he is wearing a dark, well-worn tunic that hugs his broad shoulders and muscular chest. The fabric, though practical and unadorned, they enhance his handsomeness. His pants are equally simple, made of ravishing material suited for someone who values function over formality.

I thought Dimitri was joking when he mind linked me as I was getting dressed, “you need to wear something formal tonight.” My response was quick, “for what, what do you know?” He chuckles through our link, “you are having a very special night brother, make her feel special, dress to impress and bring her flowers.” I laugh through the link, “I will dress nice, don’t worry, but thanks I’ll put back my jeans.” I put on a pair of black slacks, a white tailored button shirt, which has an open square collar, I put a pair of sweatpants and a few t-shirts in a duffle bag and swung it over my shoulder.

I reply in a whisper. Any chance to get out of the house is well received. Dimitri starts to get ready to go out. He takes his black pijama off and puts on a pair of jeans and a grey t-shirt. The outfit may seem simple, but he looks ravishing. I blush the moment I realize I am staring at him. He probably has no idea all of the things he awakes in me when I look at him like that. I close my eyes and I try to think of something else. It doesn’t work. I go into the bathroom and I splash my face with cold water.

Without her, our escape would have been impossible. "You need to hurry up. I'm sure the alpha is already waiting." She was right, Dimitri was one who attended rendezvous at the earliest. We were going out for a picnic but I didn't know why my maid was insisting on dressing me up like a fashion icon. Nevertheless, I let her do what she wanted. I sat still after pulling the dress over my head so she could touch up my face and hair. "Taa-da!" I found Dimitri standing by the entrance and awaiting my presence. He looked so handsome with his black hair gelled back and his glistening eyes illuminated by the florescent lights.

Beside him, Alex sat eating an apple leisurely. Natalie took a deep breath. She watched Dante, who looked formal in an unbuttoned black single-breasted suit. The inner vest was also black, while the shirt was white. His hair was neatly styled. The black shoes he wore were shiny. His aura and charisma felt even stronger. It pushed his good looks to another level. Any woman could fall in love at first sight with Dante. Even Natalie, who already knew his bad character and how toxic he was, was still speechless.

Not exaggerating but the smugness on his face as he glanced attractively where Gracie was seated, caused even her to question if she was still on earth. He adorned Calvin Klein boxers, which were wrapped tightly around his hips; it was noticeable, now that he had pulled his T-shirt. His upper abdomen resembled that of a chocolate bar. It was almost impossibly well built, showing much of his training through his body. "Here we go again." Sana said, rolling her eyes at the retro scene before offering a candy to Gracie who was busy staring at the reactions of the fangirls and the chocolatey view in front of her.

I was amused but I could see by DI Silver’s expression that he was not. Indifferently Nikki Fritz flexed her hips back off the chair and stood up. She half turned her head and the black hair fell heavily to the base of her neck curving with the movement. She slipped into a scarlet flannel dressing-gown, that was a homely garment in all conscience; but the charm of her personality invested it with an exotic flavour and it seemed a robe of glowing colour. Her large dark eyes fastened themselves on me. “How can I help you?”

said king Damein . ' This guy !!!!.......... ' thought Charlotte and looked at her dress which was a mess . " I will need to borrow a set of clothes . " said Charlotte a bit embarrassed . " Sorry but I don't have any dress here . I only have uniforms with panties here . " said king Damien . " Even better ! Thankfully there's still uniforms apart from that weird Chinese clothing styles you have . " said Charlotte . " Do you have something against our clothes ? " said king Damien .