His Robe For Mine Novels & Stories

Right now, I didn’t want to hear myself for fear of missing something. “I know you don’t love the title of Omega but I only wish to help you see that it's a good thing. Let me help you embrace it,” he said, as he held up a really soft robe. It was cream colored and I immediately ran my fingers over it. I pulled the sleeve to my face and rubbed it, making a moan of satisfaction. Is any of this even real? A dream? An illusion? “If you want to get out of that wet suit,” he said, holding it up to drape over my shoulders.

I dried off carefully, wincing as the towel dragged over my side. I didn't put on sweatpants or hide under one of his oversized t-shirts. I walked into his massive walk-in closet and pulled out a beautiful, floor-length black silk robe he had bought for me weeks ago. I slipped it on, tying the sash securely around my waist. The fabric was liquid and cool against my skin. I brushed my dark hair out, letting it fall in damp, heavy waves down my back. I was doing everything to welcome him. I wanted him to walk into this bedroom and see his wife—not a broken, hysterical girl, but the anchor he desperately needed.

The moment he steps out of the car, tall and broad in that fitted black suit, I spin around and rush to my closet. My pulse races as I search for something to wear. Something… sexier. Something that’ll immediately change his mind even if he tries to prove stubborn again. I bite back a triumphant smile as my eyes land on my favorite black satin robe. It’s got a deep V-neck that’s sure to expose most of my cleavage, with soft fabric that clings to my skin, and slits up the sides that expose just enough thigh to drive him insane. A grin curls on my lips as I slip it on. It drapes perfectly over my body, teasing more than it hides.

Robin said, wiping the rogue’s blood on his leg. “What?” Robin stripped the rogue’s armor off his body and pushed them at me. I pulled the armored vest over my head. The blood from the rogue’s throat had already soaked through the front of it. Robin covered his hand in blood and wiped it over my arms. I jerked away in disgust. “What are you doing?” I asked. Robin grabbed me by the shoulder to keep me in place. “Stay still.” He continued smearing it on my arms and on my chest.

After saying that, she waved her hand, "Bring the robe I prepared." Before everyone's eyes, she draped the robe over Emma. The robe was light and warm, made of pale pink silk, embroidered single plum blossoms in gold thread, and black thread coloring cloud patterns. It was lined with white chinchilla fur, making it look very cozy. Emma gently touched it and found that it was old clothes inside, clearly indicating that Luna Sandra wanted to raise her profile in front of everyone, especially exchanging old dresses for the favor of someone. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Mother."

Ren got off the bed and began pulling my arm for me to get up. I sat up on the side of the bed with my legs dangling down as I watched Ren walk off to fetch me a robe. I looked down at my disheveled clothes and realized that I couldn’t possibly walk outside dressed like this. “Wear this,” Ren said as he handed me a deep red silk robe. Thankfully, due to its dark color and thick fabric, the robe provided enough cover for me to look presentable. I quickly put it on and after inspecting myself in the mirror and adjusting my hair, I was ready to venture out of my own bedroom.

“I don’t have any woolen clothes. Didn’t get time to pack those” Obviously!! The moment she got to know he had messed up her career, forcing her contracts to be withdrawn, she didn’t waste a single minute to reach him. “And I love cold weather. I wont fall sick” she added. Kayden didn’t want to believe that. He opened the closet and pulled out a thick woolen robe. “Wear this” “Whose robe is this?” She checked the pinkish robe which obviously didn’t look like his. “It’s a woman’s robe. A woman stayed in this room with you?”

He picked up the robe on the bed, one which I had mistaken to be mine, it was a peak colored one with lots of fluffy designs. I frowned my face in irration as he picked it up and walked futher out of the room, covering up his naked chest in the process. I shook my head in disbelief as I laid my head down into my bed, he certainly had new characters for display every fucking day.

I ruffled my hair backwards, facing the ground as I monitored how the water escape out of the tub. Whatever she is, I must find away to break down all her ego and make her bow down to me. I will make sure I look down on her as nothing but a low and meek degraded Omega. I turned off the shower and grabbed the towel from the handle before I wrapped it around my waist. I strode out of the bathroom and went to my wardrobe. I opened it, running my hands through my clothe in search of my red royal robe till I had found it. I pulled it out and brought out my short pant along with it. I wore my pant before I searched out for a vshirt and wore. I finally wore my robe along with my long pant.

Isimud obviously wanted Jimmy to remove the robe, so that was the last thing he ought to do. If the robe gave him an advantage he should capitalise on that, but how? This whole place was the ‘word made flesh’ or, to be more precise, the ‘word made flesh-ripping-monstrosity.’ Isimud had used words to alter the footage and take Jimmy here. Maybe Jimmy could do the same. “Thanks for the offer,” Jimmy said. “But I think I’ll pass. This robe is my armour, it’s impregnable and it covers every inch of me, keeping me from harm.”