Kianna Dior Gif Novels & Stories

A confidence in my movement that came from knowing my body could do whatever I asked of it. Kieran visited several times during those two weeks. He watched me walk across the room. Listened to me practice deflecting questions. Observed Viktor pushing me through another brutal workout. His expression was always unreadable. I could not tell if he was pleased or disappointed. One afternoon, Diana arrived while the team was still there. She stood in the doorway of the apartment, watching me practice my walk in heels. "What is all this?" she asked. "Training," I said. "Kieran Vaughn is helping me rebuild my image."

Diana fussed with her hair and tugged at her karimi, the official name for the garment all the women wore. "Are you ready?" called Kor. "Almost," she said and bit her lip. What am I so nervous about? I already met his mother. This is just dinner. And meeting his dad for the first time. Diana sucked in a deep breath, still not understanding why she felt so nervous. Kor stuck his head around the doorframe. His eyes brightened with appreciation.

“Kian is using your lipstick to draw muscles on his arms.” “I am absolutely not…” Kian protests, then pauses. “Okay, maybe a little.” I groan and drag myself out of bed. By the time I make it to the living room, chaos has fully bloomed. Kian is shirtless, flexing in front of the mirror with red smudges on his arms, while Hania stands nearby with crossed arms, already dressed and glaring at him like a disappointed manager. “You said you’d wear the blue shirt,” she says.

It was just pantyhose and a crop top made from the same see-through material. She bent down to get her shoes on, and I bit my lip, trying to keep my sanity. “What do you think?” Kennedy asked Keyla when Alain was busy grabbing the next outfit. “It’s a bit like Kanye West’s new wife, isn’t it?” Keyla remarked. Kennedy nodded, “every time I see her, I feel like asking her to blink twice if she needs help.” Keyla giggled, “I know!” Alain came back, moving his head from side to side, “um, another, oui?”

Mishka said, holding her hand and this time Kiara didn’t protest and walked inside the bathroom with her and minutes later Ivaan and Danny heard her shouting. “I knew it!!! You always fool me…. Ahhh…. Why do you tor-tore me?” Kiara shouted, and Danny was laughing outside while Ivaan walked to her small closet and took out a dress for her. The door clicked open and Kiara stepped out wearing a velvet blue bathrobe clattering her teeth. “Hello, princess,” Danny squatted down and Kiara knitted her eyebrows, staring at him. “You are so handsome,” She complimented and Ivaan flared his nostrils. “But not more than Tistan,” She pouted.

Her pretty mouth flew open, and I assumed she had slipped a finger inside herself. She looked so gorgeous on the video camera, and I put my hand on Ked's shoulder so he could wait there with me. "Get undressed, Kiara." I ordered, which made her eyes shoot open and stare at the camera. A naughty smile was on her lips as she stood up and pushed the skirt off, so that she was just in the mesh bodysuit and a black thong. Next, she unclipped the button of the bodysuit between her legs and, in a sexy, swift motion, pulled it over her head. Kiara bit her bottom lip as she slowly turned around in just her underwear, her sexy ass cheeks on display as my eyes loved that "yes, sir" tattoo on her ass.

The top is covered in faux fur and the skirt is long and a slit that ran down the sides of the dress with a golden rope attached in a crisscross pattern along the openings on the sides. A soft gasps pries my mouth open. “It’s…” “Sexy? I know right! It's my masterpiece. Do you like it?” Kiara rambles with a proud smile on her face. “Of course, I love it. It's very beautiful Kiara, thank you.” “I’m glad you like it.” She says warmly. I return her warm smile, momentarily forgetting the absence of my three brothers. “I love everything you make.” “I know, I'm awesome, right?” Her laugh is contagious and mine rolls out, unrestrained.

I informed feeling a little upset, she's under my care right now and I need to know of every threat that comes her way. " You know what, zoom in on the lady and take a picture of her. Let's go to the hotel and handle the situation before she grows wings and do something more extreme... Although, Kiana was looking so good in that black and white swimsuit, I didn't know she had it in her to look that hot." Stan noted and it made me laugh. I didn't really observe her looks when I saw the video yesterday but as I zoomed in on the lady and snapped her, I couldn't help but I take a good look at Kiana and to be honest, he is not wrong, she's actually looking very sexy.

She changed out of her dress and into black denims and a turtleneck. “I always knew what you were thinking, lovely Diana.” “Not always.” She pulled her hiking boots out of the closet. “Oh? Tell me a for instance.” He pulled his shirt on. “The time I caught you kissing Vernetta.” “You wished it was you and not her.” He buttoned the last of his buttons. Diana growled. “I did not! I wanted to . . . to—”

Marcus came and stood beside Kavya , she smiled at him in different ways like those of seducing. Diana called out Aarnik's name. Aarnik walked towards the centre , his attitude was clearly visible in his firm catwalk. Well this was all going inside Kavya's head , she was seeing him like he was doing some kind of modelling but for others Aarnik seemed to be normal. Diana calculated Aarnik's detail on her tablet and his details appeared on the floating square board. Kavya and the rest of the others were shocked because Diana didn't use her power on him for identification .