Novel & Cerita Lately I've Been Dressing For Revenge

"Besides, you look amazing. Would be a waste to hide in the corner all night." I'd spent two hours on my appearance, mostly because I was petty and wanted Luca to regret every life choice that had led to the bet. The dress was emerald green, fitted in all the right places, with a slit up one side that made walking interesting. My hair fell in loose waves down my back, and I'd done my makeup dark and dramatic. Revenge dress: activated. "You clean up nice yourself," I said, trying not to notice how the jacket emphasized his shoulders. "Trying to impress someone?"

Forcefully swallowing the lump in my throat, I felt it drag its way down to my already churning stomach as I stared at myself in the mirror. I'm looking at the woman I always wanted to be: flawless, expensive, living in luxury. And tonight, I am that woman. A deep red dress—hell, a revenge dress—is barely holding me together. It’s long, but it’s hanging so low, both front and back, that it’s more like I’m not wearing anything at all. Perfect for the plan. Perfect to show off my tattoo.

he said. "I'm not there, I'm home. Make it 4o" I told him and hung up. I jumped around in excitement and ran to my room. I know my behavior wasn't ideal, but I didn't care about it. I needed some dick! I got dressed in a red lingerie and a very exposing red leather dress to match. It was a revenge outfit, to make him remember who I was! Who was I? I was ready by the time Larry arrived but I wasted a little time doing nothing, just so I didn't seem desperate. I stood up to go, only because Larry was probably alone and I didn't want to keep him waiting, the poor man didn't hurt me.

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He feigned anger. He stormed out of my room and slammed the door but a few seconds later, he poked his head into my room. "Aren't you going to tell me?" He asked with insistence in his tone. "No!" I replied. "You're so mean," He slammed the door again. I glanced at the door before staring back at my reflection in the mirror. "It's time to execute your revenge," I smirked, sinisterly. — The next day, I dressed up to meet Damien. I wore a maroon-colored jumpsuit that hugged my body in the right places, showcasing my beautiful figure. The off-shoulder design made my slender shoulder and collarbone, revealed and alluring.

Little Paula stated, They couldn't think of anything any more rather than dispatching to their various rooms and homes. ******* “It's morning already” I groaned and yanked off the duvet, stood up and took my bath as usual. Unlike other days, today's dressing is different. After rubbing my lotion cream on my body, I wore a black leather trouser, black leather singlet and jacket, black cap and a black war boot. I dressed like an assassin going to kill someone. This is gonna be my new dressing style. I don't want to look so accessible, instead I want to look dangerous.

"And if he actually knows, then was he the one who snatched away my job and spoiled my reputation? Is he helping the Jones?" She asked herself multiple questions over and over again, and moreover they were indeed some logical questions that came to her. She had a gut feeling that someone definitely had the malicious intentions behind her sudden demotion and disruption of her career. She was keen on finding who was the one. "But who?" That one single question was supposed to keep her pestred for a long time. She chose a red dress and prepared her black heels to go along with the outfit. "Boraza Inn? Accident eight years ago? This anonymous letter?" She calculated the occurrence of events, "I

That was all I could count on to remain sane. Shaking my head, I applied the red lipstick and straightened up to give myself a once-over look. I was wearing a short red dress that barely covered my butt and hugged all my curves until there was nothing left to imagine. I pulled at the sleeveless top to keep my boobs covered before smoothening my curled hair and stepping back. “ This looks like a revenge plan. Please tell me it’s not. ” She groaned, standing up and grabbing her mini purse. “ Why do you think that? ” I ran my hands down my sides, fixing the dress on my curves.

I gritted my teeth. His evil smirk " Then watch your parents die " He switches on the screen where my parents are talking in the garden. My eyes widened in horror " you won't do that" I whispered in shock. " I won't, if you do as I say " He said, making me turn toward him , my eyes get watered as I see them, they don't have any idea where I am now. " Get ready " with that he left. I got ready but this dress is too explosive and backless showing too much cleavage for my liking ...Tristan used to hate this type of dress on me more than what happened to him..

Edward repeated the common instruction he always gave me for these types of events again. I knew it already, but it was reassuring to hear him say it again. That’s right, I wasn’t alone anymore, Edward is with me. I turned and smiled brightly at Edward as I nodded at him. He nodded back firmly. It’s been a while since we’ve appeared in public together like this so if there were fireworks lined up to welcome us back to the public stage together, I wouldn’t be surprised. The heavily sequined bright red dress with an open back all the way down to my waist looked like the perfect revenge dress. Not that I wished to have a use for a revenge dress…ever…