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Pleased with his dressing, Cassandra nodded, she wore a yellow gown which brought out all her curves. Dennis on his part couldn't help but admire her, not minding if she is his boss, he won't deny the fact that she looks very beautiful in that gown which fitted her perfect blonde hair and her blue eyes that dazzled his heart. He didn't know why he felt so attracted towards this woman, not minding her rude acts. All of that didn't stop him from feeling this way. "We have to leave the venue now Dennis" Cassandra uttered, holding her purse and together, they walked out of the room but still, Dennis couldn't take his eyes off Cassandra.

I blurredly saw who it was and rolled my eyes because I was still sleepy. "What's wrong with you Romeo? Can't you see I'm sleeping? Go find your Juliet somewhere else. Geez." I nettled. I sarcastically said that to him. Stupid Romeo. He got the wrong address. "But you are my Juliet. Aren't you?" Now that I'm fully awake, I think I know who this crazy Romeo is and I mean crazy. Killian is wearing a costume from head to toe, looking exactly like Romeo. What is he up to now?

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

I turned around and searched for him in the whole store, but I found him nowhere. ‘Fuck! What is wrong with me? What will he be doing here?’ I wondered, still searching for him. “Did you like something for me?” As Nora asked, I shifted my gaze to her. “I’m seeing.” I again turned around to choose a dress for her. I selected a black dress and gave it to her. “Go try this.” She looked at me in amazement after checking out the dress. “Wow! Mia, your choice is incredible.” “I know.” I smiled smugly, and she left to try the dress.

“How much older?” “Just a little bit.” Realizing I was not going to give out much of his information, she decided to focus on finding me a dress. I ended up putting on a black dress. It was simple and short and I could only hope Damon didn’t find me slutty. To spice things up, as said by Priya, I put on a red coat as well as red heels and didn’t bother with much makeup. With some mascara, eyeliner, and red lipstick, I was ready to go.

She said, when I opened the car door and was about to get in. Then she looked at me from bottom to top. I wore a maroon dress that exposed some of my legs above my knees, as well as a sleeveless top that exposed my upper torso. To complete the appearance, I added delicate gold jewelry around my neck and on my ears. I didn't want my hands to look empty, so I wore my favorite Cartier watch and a rose-gold bracelet. I let my hair fall down my shoulders after curling them at their ends. “You look so young, sis!” She said, her eyes widening.

Helena yelled. I really didn't see how the dresses were similar but I didn't want to make her mad so I decided to just leave it at that. "But Helena this...." "Lucius...you don't believe me? I just don't want to look like her! Don't tell me that you are still thinking of Seraphina?!" She yelled. I shook my head immediately. "No! Of course not! You know what? You can have any dress you want! Anything you want. I'll let you have it!" I said, just to calm her down. She broke into a smile and kissed me on my cheeks. "Thank you so much honey”

"My mom and I are still amazed that Helena could stoop so low. And, thankfully, we caught on in time." "So, are you ready to come to the show?" Yori smiled and replied to Tiara's question with an enthusiastic nod *** Helena looked radiant tonight in a knee-length soft violet dress with a cardigan in the same color as her heels. Her makeup was tastefully done, except for the necklace she used as an accessory. The transparent crystal necklace that sparkled in the light gave her a boost of confidence. Helena also brought a limited-edition diamond-studded black clutch to complete the look. Helena's look got a lot of attention and showed where her social class comes from.

He simply walked in like he owned the place. And moments later, she walked in too. Helena Laurent. Wearing a blood-red silk dress that clung to her curves, a diamond necklace Kenzo had gifted her years ago, and an expression of untouchable confidence. Gasps rippled through the crowd. Cameras clicked furiously. Gianna, standing nearby, whispered, “She just made every headline tomorrow.” Kenzo didn’t respond. His eyes were locked on Helena as she moved through the crowd like fire dangerous, beautiful, and impossible to ignore.

’ ‘But I haven’t told you about our plans for the honeymoon yet,’ Emma protested. ‘And I would really rather you didn’t. Besides, I really don’t have any more time.’ ‘Don’t forget we have the final fitting for your bridesmaid’s dress in the morning,’ her friend reminded her. ‘As if!’ Helena slung her capacious bag over her shoulder. She was wearing her usual work clothes: fitted black trousers and, today, a cashmere sweater the same deep green as her eyes. ‘Although I doubt anyone will even notice what I’m wearing once you appear in that delectable froth of white lace.’