Luxe Daisy Allen Novels & Stories

‘It is her’ the male student said grinning ear to ear while the female student huffed in annoyance. At this moment the door of the limo opened and ivy stepped off it. She left her ash hair loose and she was still wearing her glasses but still she looked exceptionally pretty. She smiled and instantly most people were swooned. She was clad in white shirt with a bow tie, burgundy knee length skirt, long burgundy socks and white sneakers which everyone attending silver lake academy wore except the boys who wore burgundy pants.

Thus she would attend the white party, then she would sleep with Don, and after she had given him the best sex experience, she would wave all sort of lies, such that Don would be furious, and he would hunt Alexis to death, thus Lucy dressing today was a dress to kill. Actually Lucy was a beautiful one, she was the type whom you can gave all your salary to just to have her for a night, Lucy had a black long hair, and her facial was a smooth one with no spot, her legs were long and white like a porcelain doll, in fact Lucy was a beauty without no doubt.

It wasn't Gardel, I had sharpened my ears during the walk, but it was certainly characteristic Argentinian beat. I went downstairs slowly, still appreciating the details of the green dress perfectly fitted to my body. It had arrived just after my shower and was one of the most beautiful pieces I had ever seen. It was pleated with gold brooches gathered on the left side of my waist and had thin straps that crossed at the back. - You look beautiful, Ellen. - Damien's voice made me look ahead and I realized that he was wearing formal clothes, but no tie. Once in the room, I could perfectly discern the music and suddenly understood his intention.

"No need to mention that. Let's finish this food now. I still need to monitor Alenna; I can't be away from her for too long." "Young Lord, you really love her so much. She's very lucky to have a handsome and responsible man like you!" "Such a flatterer. I didn't know that you could sweet talk too!" Then we both laughed. After a long talk and delicious dinner with the young physician, I immediately went to Alenna's room. She's deeply asleep now. I told the owner awhile ago to send a lady to clean her and change her clothes; now she's wearing a light pink dress, and it suits her flawless white skin very well.

The problem was that broken people did broken things and Lily Andrews was the particular kind of brilliant that made broken things look very polished from the outside. She had seen Daisy’s profile. I was certain of that, the call had been too specifically timed, too carefully vague, for someone who did not know what they were dealing with. She had done her research. She had looked at the woman in Dexter’s apartment and made her assessment and decided on a strategy and the strategy was starting to show its edges. I needed to know what the strategy was before it reached Daisy. I got up and went to the kitchen for water. The sunflower was in a glass on the counter, Daisy had found it and put it

Daisy was waiting. I thought I was overdressed until I saw her. She was silhouettes propping up her already lengthy figure. Her mini gown was glittering as if the hot pink color wasn't enough to draw attention. She wore her natural skin with light makeup but the black nails wss on hell of a statement. I alighted from the Limousine and we exchanged screams of joy. Yes, we wanted to be seen. You can't dress up like that and hide. “Damn girl. I did not know you could pull something like this off.” Daisy said practically drooling over how the top hugged my boobs and the mini redefined my hips.

Derry said to them leading the way to the elevator as Lily clung to him like a leech. They entered the elevator and they were soon going up. "Welcome, sir," came Alexa's voice as soon as Derry stepped out of the elevator. Lily jumped in fright scanning the whole place looking very tense. Derry pulled her into his embrace. "Calm down, that is Alexa, she runs the house," Derry explained to Lily and she relaxed. Luis and Rose were both admiring the luxurious nicely decorated house and they almost forgot why they were there until they heard a woman's voice.

The sharp lines of his suit emphasized his powerful frame, and even from this distance, his presence commanded attention from everyone around him. But then I realized he wasn't alone. Daisy walked beside him, her elegant figure draped in a cream-colored dress that probably cost more than most people's monthly salary. Her shiny hair caught the afternoon sunlight as she moved with the effortless grace that came from a lifetime of privilege and confidence. She was beautiful, poised, everything that high society expected from an Alpha's companion.

Six months later… In a private room in a high-end restaurant, there was soft cool music romancing the guests and giving them an enthralling feeling. Daisy looked beautiful and sexy in a body-hug long red dress that accentuated her moderately sexy body. The dress has a V-cut from her neckline to her navel, leaving a hint of her sumptuous fair fine boobs and cleavages. Adorned in silver pieces of jewellery that brought out her mild and graceful temperament, she was alluring to behold.

I won’t need it today, but its presence is a reminder that everything we fought for—the blood, the danger, the betrayals—has led to this moment. A soft knock on the door makes me look up. Before anyone speaks, Daisy bursts into the room, spinning slightly, her long chestnut hair bouncing around her shoulders. She is dressed in a deep sapphire gown, cinched at the waist, its skirt sweeping elegantly across the floor. Her hair is braided loosely on one side, small silver pins keeping the strands in place, and her eyes shine brighter than any jewel in the room.