Milady Persona Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Mother always hear everything I say. Why do I have to shy away? I will only get an earful of scolding from her, nothing new or something I have to be worried of. When ghost appear to your for the millionth time, I am sure even the scare had been taken away.” Belle made her way to the bath that had been filled while she continue talking until she had finished her bath and dressed herself with a little or Orpha’s help. When she came back and sat on the dressing table, she looked at herself, “I think all women deserve the right to speak. Don’t you feel angry that all the works are given to men? We are not less than them.” “Milady... people will think that you are allergic to men with your word

Before she could ponder about it, the woman continued, “Milady.” Zaina observed the woman who seemed to be quite old. But Zaina could not decide her age. The woman had long black hair which she had left open and every finger of hers had a ring. “Please take your seat, Milady.” The woman took her seat first and pointed to the chair in front of her. Zaina did as she was told and anticipated what the woman would do next. “What do you want to find out, Lady?” “I don’t know. I have never tried this before.” Zaina answered unsure of what the women meant.

She landed softly on the ground and curtsied again. “I’m Saraya. It’s nice to meet you Lia. I have to say, you are probably the most adorable person I have ever met.” She giggled again. “What? Did I say something wrong? I’m new to this.” Lia shook her head. “Forgive me Milady. I was rude. It’s just, well, if I may, you’re so nice. Much nicer than I was expecting.” “Really? Well thank you. What made you think I’d be not so nice?”

Elegant. “Oh my, she’s truly stunning.” “She’s got that hidden beauty.” I chuckled quietly at their reactions. “I’m not beautiful,” I whispered. The stylists looked shocked. “Milady, can’t you see your own reflection?” I turned to the mirror again. “You are the most beautiful woman in the world.” “Come on… I’m not.” “It’s true, Milady.” “Is she ready? Let’s dress her now.” They helped me up, revealing a rack of stunning outfits waiting for me.

Two people whom seemed so innocently elegant yet noble on the outside, but acts just like how normal girls would when you actually spend time with them. Mylene was more conserved, she is shy and innocent. Her elegance never fading from her physique, like its her nature. As the daughter of famous designer, she values her image since it is crucial for image building. Lylia on the other hand, is wild and often the hyper type of girl. She’s often left at home without her parents since her parents independently runs a magazine company. Sometimes, being rebellious is no question with someone like her who’s probably spoiled as a child. The absence of her parents might’ve played a role in her ‘uniqu

Hi, this is Merri. I have no one left in this world, except for Milady. But now, I have one more person I want to give my whole soul to, and that is milady's son, Pasha. My wish came true with the birth of Pasha as I always hoped to meet milady's descendants. Ugh, I want to cry again when I remember the moment of his birth. Anyways, Milady always said that her son was adorable and smart, but I had other thoughts.

If Marsai was going to sleep all through, I didn’t mind because I didn’t want her to feel as though she is worthless or sort. When I got downstairs, people greeted me at intervals and I greeted them back and congratulated them on their win. Then Lilian came over to meet me, beaming with smiles. She dressed sexily in a gown that showed all her curves. Her cleavages were visible and full. “The man of honor.” She said, with a smile as she walked round me. I wondered if this lady had multiple personalities as I had never seen her look this confident before. She had this aura of a leader around her and I was filled with surprise.

She concluded with herself. "Milady, it's time to take your bath" the maid said. "Oh, that's the reason you are here?" The maid nodded, Laura let her in. And she went straight to the bathroom to get the bathtub ready for her. Within 30 minutes, the maid came out. " Milady, the bathtub is ready" she announced, and Laura nodded , and followed the maid to the bathroom. After some minutes, they both went out. Laura dressed up in a simple causal blue gown with the help of the maid.

the lady said with a smile. Clara watched the lady, she looked older and maybe in her early twenties. Short brown hair and blue eyes, although not overly beautiful, she looked moderate still. And Clara could tell she was a banshee. "Good morning," Clara said.the lady was still smiling back at her. "My name is Jewel and I'm here to serve you," the lady bowed. Clara wondered if she had perhaps been transported back to the eighties. The lady was clearly older but she was addressing her with a title. Milady?. Clara wanted to laugh. Wait till she finds out my life is a mess.

Elena’s POV Mia’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she zipped up the dress around my body. The moment I turned to the mirror, I almost didn’t recognize myself. The black dress hugged my curves like a second skin, the fabric clinging to my hips and emphasizing every inch of my body. The deep V-cut plunged daringly between my breasts, leaving just enough to the imagination yet teasingly revealing. The hemline stopped at my upper thighs, a slit running up the side, exposing the smooth skin of my leg with every movement. My long, dark hair cascaded down my shoulders in loose waves, and my lips, painted a bold red, stood out against my flawless complexion.