Holy Peony Dior Novels & Stories

“I missed you too.” I pulled back, grinning like a damn fool. Her eyes were on mine and she smiled back, pulling me closer. From behind my desk, I grabbed the little gift bag I had set down when I came in. “Here,” I said, handing it to her. “Something I picked up in Paris.” She looked at me with curiosity, sliding the tissue paper aside until she pulled out the box. “Theo…” she whispered, looking pleasantly surprised. “It’s Dior J’Adore L’Or Essence de Parfum,” I said, watching her carefully.

Chloe said resting against the car "yeah, girl come on let's get in" peace said "come on Chloe, let's go "Beloveth said picking up her purse "You know what I need to change my heels, they're too high. Gotta get something light for my foot, you two should carry on " Chloe said "Okay, but make sure you make it snappy "Beloveth said and walked in with peace.. Chloe unlocked her car and got into a flat designer (Dior) scandal ..she popped her head out and closed the door. Due to how tight some vehicle's were packed she just had to make use of her side body to pass. Not until she bummed on someone.

The sweetheart neckline added a touch of romance, while the fitted waist accentuated her slender figure. The attention of all the other women in the store was fixed on Kourtney immediately after she stepped out. It was a famous luxury brand store named ‘Dior’ with high-end decor so only the rich and influential could afford their dresses. The light and cold tone of the store also gave off a clean and extravagant feel, so only the elite and dignified high-society women were present. Some gave Kourtney envious stares, while others just simply admired her. Even the shop assistants were equally astonished by Kourtney’s beauty.

But I decided to keep it classy and go with the stunning plum color Dior dress with the perfect neckline that would beautifully show off Percy's collar. And I know I have chosen the perfect outfit when my husbands look at me like they want to take me back to our bedroom and peel the dress from my voluptuous pregnancy figure. My ass and breasts were bigger, my hips were fuller, and both men said they couldn't get enough of my body.

It feels like luxury and moonlight. On my bed are three boxes. I open the largest one first. A gasp leaves my throat. Inside is a small Christian Dior bag, the unreleased limited-edition one I’ve been on a waiting list for months to get. Soft leather, miniature size, gold chain strap, and the Dior letters hanging in perfect shiny charms. I grab it, hug it, maybe even whisper "Oh my God" into it. I open the second box. A pair of heels. Same brand. Delicate crystal-covered straps, thin stiletto heel, soft shimmering silver leather. They look painful but beautiful like expensive torture.

Xyla Quest immediately gave Georgie Clementine the thumbs up. “Go with this one. It looks very good…” Georgie smiled and looked at her dress. She then turned around and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Indeed, it looked very good on her. Georgie was very satisfied. When Henry Armstrong and the young lady walked out from the LV store directly across, he immediately saw Georgie. Seeing her in the bright red dress thoroughly stunned him. “Hey… Let’s go. What are you looking at? Let’s check out Dior…” The young lady dragged Henry along as she ran to Dior’s store.

"We’ve decided on five thousand white peonies. Imported from France, of course. Julian felt that lilies were a bit too... funeral." ​Vivienne forced a soft, melodic laugh, the sound echoing off the marble tiles. "Peonies are perfect, Eleanor. They’re so much softer. I was actually thinking the same thing last night. I want the aisle to feel like walking on a cloud." ​Eleanor opened one eye, peering at Vivienne through the gap in her own facial wrap. "I’m pleased to see you’ve found your focus again, dear. After the... unpleasantness of last week, your father was quite concerned. But Julian tells me you’ve been an absolute angel since you returned home."

She stood outside my door, a hint of excitement in her tone. “Hmmm?” I replied, curious. “The dress just arrived!” she said, practically bubbling with anticipation. “Oh, okay!” I exclaimed, closing my wardrobe and rushing to open the door. As I came down the stairs, I was stunned by what I saw. A peach gown, designed with elegant black lines that formed beautiful, intricate patterns from the waist down to the hem. These lines were adorned with tiny diamonds, making the delicate designs shimmer and catch the light in a way that was simply breathtaking.

But the meeting with Dior was the one I thought of most. The day of the meeting, I wore a dove gray blazer over a simple black dress. Mike walked me to the elevator. “You’re going to be amazing,” he said. “I’m already sweating.” He kissed my forehead. “Sweat gracefully.” I laughed, the sound catching in my throat. The Dior representative, a chic French woman named Corinne, met me in a minimalist hotel suite decorated with white orchids and glass furniture. “Eloise,” she said with a kiss on both cheeks. “We have been watching your work for months. Your attention to detail is… exquisite.”

While Chloe went to get dressed too, ivory admired herself in the mirror. She was clad in a sky blue gown which had slits at both sides of the hips that stopped at the waists and blue pants which is visible. Her eye was now blue, ivory noticed her skin was a little bit paler and her ash hair was now silver. Chloe interrupted her internal debate about her body, Chloe too was going ‘cause she was her personal maid. They both exited her room and went to the dining area. Ivory greeted her dad then sat beside Ivan; they prayed then started to eat. Ivory noticed a lady sitting opposite her, she didn’t really ponder on it until duke hemming introduced her.