Ivy Aura Feet Novels & Stories

And now he’s testing it himself before unleashing it on the market. The AI’s name is Aivra. And lucky me, I’ve been promoted (if you can call it that) from team lunch picker to robot babysitter. Aivra looks like something straight out of a movie. A titanium torso disguised under tailored blazers, sleek slacks hugging metallic legs, manicured silicone fingers tapping at keyboards. If you squint, she passes as a young corporate woman, also the auburn bob wig helps but stare too long, and it’s uncanny. Her glassy green eyes never quite blink right.

She got up and threw on a dress and headed to the outdoor pool, she could have gone to the one inside the suite, but the morning was warm and she needed some fresh air to clear her head off whatever she thinks was going on between Davin and the woman. Ivana could deny it all she wanted but he already have a great effect on her towards him. Removing her shoes she sat down on the tiled steps and stuck her feet into the water expecting it to be cold, but apparently it was warm, the morning was warm and the water felt refreshing on her bare feet. Leaning back on her hands she stared up at the bright sky, how beautiful! She thought and closed her eyes, sh hadn't heard Davin approaching, unaware t

Knowing that he couldn’t ignore it, he turned to look at Xavia before saying, “…It’s my mom. Go continue looking at shoes first.” “Got it,” replied Xavia, prompting Zivon to walk out of the store as she continued browsing through the shoes. Though she had a mask on to prevent any scandals, the fact remained that she had branded clothes on, making it evident that she was of the higher class. This prompted a smiling employee to walk up to her and say, “Good day, Miss! Please have a look at our wonderful assortment of high heels that will surely match your elegance!” While it was true that the heels looked beautiful, she didn’t like how tall they were. Before she could say anything, however, Ma

“Her condition… the way she walks. Can it be fixed?” Dr. Mehta’s tone softened. “Avyaan, Aradhya has a physical impairment in one leg, likely due to an old untreated injury or congenital condition. But yes—surgery can correct it. In fact, I’d strongly recommend it. The sooner the surgery is done, the better her chances of walking without pain or difficulty.” Avyaan’s brows furrowed as he listened, the image of Aradhya’s slightly bent posture flashing in his mind. He remembered the way she walked through the rain, her stubborn silence, her refusal to ask for help.

I'm not gonna tolerate her shit anymore. "Cross your legs", Ivanna's voice brings me back to reality as I find her closer to me. She is kneeling in front of me as I sit on the yoga mat. She looks so breathtakingly hot in the black tights. It makes my heart skip a bit and my lips quiver into a small smile. She makes me cross my legs and places my hands properly. "Like this!" She giggles and looks into my eyes. "Now, close your eyes" Before I can do that, the pads of her thumbs are placed on my eyelids, pressing them shut. I feel her thumbs caressing my eyelids gently. I breathe heavily as her fingers stroke every inch of my face, her soft breath warming my skin.

“Why have I never noticed this extra skill of yours? We’ve been together for so long, yet you’re still keeping secrets from me! It’s not like I like wearing heels. The men around me are so tall, it’s like they inhaled hormones while growing up. I’d look way too short if I don’t wear heels, like a pumpkin next to bamboo trees. Do you really think that I can avoid wearing them? You, Mark, and Eric, which one among you is short?” Jackson chuckled at her. “Haha… You… seriously… Must you describe yourself in that way? I like you just the way you are; that’s good enough. Why should you worry about how others perceive you? Arianne isn’t any taller than you, and she wears flats when she’s next to Ma

First of all, one had to have a pair of beautiful feet! Second of all, the workmanship on these shoes was extraordinary. Although they were made of crystal, they had some delicate fine lines. When light shone on them, they gave off a beautiful silvery luster. “These shoes are stunning! Ivanka, your feet are pretty. If you put these on, they’ll enhance your appearance! They look better than your current shoes!” Surprise filled Ivanka’s eyes, but she did not say anything. These were the only shoes available. She had no other choice, so she just said, “Give them to me.”

When can I leave? “Raine.” His voice calls out to me. I looked to my right at him. He reaches down and grabs me by my ankles, pulling my legs up onto the caramel colored couch, resting my bare feet in his lap. “Relax.” I tried to do as I was told, letting his large hands grab on to my feet as he began rubbing and massaging him. It felt so good, I couldn't help but to lay all the way back, closing my eyes as my body seemed to loosen up. The heels I wear can definitely cause some discomfort in my feet on occasion. “How does that feel?”

For now, we just needed each other’s comfort. As we watched the flickering images on the screen, my gaze drifted to Avery's feet. They were red and swollen. I frowned, wondering what could have caused it. “What happened to your feet?” I asked, genuinely concerned. She glanced down. “Oh, it’s nothing. I just walked a lot in heels today,” she said, shrugging it off. But I wasn't satisfied with that answer. "Maybe you should give the heels a break," I suggested. "Let me massage your feet for you."

5-inch Jimmy Choo heels, triggering her loud screeching. "Oops. What have I stepped on? A pile of shit or something?" Laura said without looking down. She stomped her feet a few more times, triggering more screams from Ava. "I can't believe it. It seems that I just can't get this pile of shit off my heels," Laura said. With a final whimper, Ava almost passed out because of the pain. She was lying on the ground, shivering. Laura looked down and kicked Ava's hand off her heels.