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A book I had chosen to help me learn more about the Bloodhounds Pack. She is so sweet, lively, and blissfully unaware of the deadly gravity of my situation this morning. "Aunt Layla, you should wear this blue dress.” She speaks up suddenly as she drops the book on the bed and lifts up a blue bodycon dress having a thigh slit and sleeves made of golden chain links in her tiny hands. "It will make you look like a queen." "A queen, huh?" I force a smile. My voice wavers slightly despite my attempt to sound playful. "What makes you think that?”

- she asks and I shake my head. “Nope” - I say and Olivia smiles and hugs me tight. “I love you” - she says “I love you too” * * Hi everyone. So... long chapter I hope you enjoyed this chapter the next one will be out Monday 25th January. Can you guess what’s gonna happen? Head over to my Instagram @peyton_iuga to see her beautiful dress. Stay safe Love Peyton

she said defensively making Gary get up from his couch and walk towards where Jane was, Jane blinked a few times as Gary stood close to her giving a small but excited voice while see what Jane saw. "Ahh this" Gary looked at her and smiled "you have to see the favourite chapter in this magazine" Jane was slightly distracted as she tried to guess his words with desire because the voice was hoarse near her ear, then he slowly flipped through the magazine to the last few pages in the magazine , there Jane's eyes widened seeing several photos of models wearing the clothing designs Jane saw at that time in the changing room at the restaurant, and what caught her attention even more was the photo o

Ditch the Ex, Date the Billionaire . Chapter 17: Affections . *NORMAN VILLA* "Isabella, you look beautiful!" exclaimed Dara, her eyes lighting up with admiration as she put the final touches on my outfit. I smiled gratefully at her, feeling a surge of confidence. "Thank you, Dara. You're the best!" Dara grinned back, her hands fluttering around me like a butterfly. "Oh, stop it, you're making me blush. But seriously, you're going to dazzle everyone tonight."

“No need for that. She's already here,“ Darius said, gesturing behind me with a broadened smile. I turned around and was pretty much struck by the sight in front of me. Hara was making her entrance in a red, strapless gown, which had a slit at her right leg, splitting it to her inner thighs. There was an opening at her cleavage and the dress was fucking tight on her, accentuating her sexy body. “I asked you to get me a dress, not a thong!“ I barked at Darius. He was the one who ordered the dress. If I had any idea that it was this scandalous, then I would have had it changed. I can't bear seeing almost all the unmated Alphas and Betas ogling at her. Including this damned Darius! ”That is a d

Later that evening, after we’d celebrated our victory with cake and champagne, I collapsed onto the bed next to Alaric. “I did it,” I mumbled into his chest. “I survived.” “You found your dress?” he asked, lazily dragging his fingers through my hair. “Yep.” “Do I get to see it?” I gasped in mock horror. “Absolutely not!” He smirked. “Not even a hint?” “Nope.” “Not even a little one?” He trailed his fingers down my spine, making me shiver. “Maybe a color?” “It’s white,” I said dryly.

The live chat was losing its mind, frustrated beyond belief. 【Lady, open your damn eyes! That’s one of the bosses from the House of Death! That “wet red dress” isn’t wet!! It’s soaked in the blood of her victims!】 【And that smell of blood? It’s not because she’s hurt. It’s because her dress is covered in pieces of the players she’s killed.】 【Just wait till the other one gets home. She’s a goner for sure.】 Unfortunately, I couldn’t see any of that. Still holding the little girl in my arms, I walked into the apartment and gently took off her red dress. From her pretty pink princess room, I found a clean white one and helped her put it on.

The pain had led me to Rowan, my fated mate, and for that, I would never wish it away. The dress he had gifted me last full moon hung on the back of my door. It was stunning—deep sapphire, with delicate lace trimming the neckline and flowing elegantly to just above my knees. It was simple yet stunning, and Rowan had always told me to keep my legs covered, away from other eyes. I couldn’t help but smile, remembering his kiss from days ago. It was thrilling and electrifying, and my heart raced with the anticipation of seeing him tonight, in that dress, at the mating ceremony that was now only hours away.

~Continuation Of chapter eight~ Zarie‘s POV I say my goodnight to Zavier and climb the stairs with the intention of going to bed. I go straight to my room and I decide to take a shower before I end the night completely. After showering, I wear a see through night dress which my best friend bought for me one day when we went for shopping. Honestly, I really miss Penelope so much. I decide to wear the dress as a way of getting close to her plus it is very comfortable and it is not like anyone is here with me to see me in the dress so I think there is nothing for me to worry about.

"Darling, every dress you wear doesn't just cause traffic. It causes earthquakes." My mouth twitched. Almost a smile. "Tomorrow evening." "Tomorrow—that's impos—" "You've done impossible before." Silence. Then he laughed. "What's the occasion?" "Revenge." Longer silence. "Say no more. I'll have something ready." Next evening. My penthouse. The dress hung on the rack. Wine-red. Deep. Dark. Like blood that's been sitting. It clung everywhere. Dipped low in front. Slit up the thigh—almost to my hip.