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“Come on. You’re not getting out of this.” “Out of what?” “A day with me.” * * Ten minutes later, I found myself standing barefoot in a room I hadn’t even known existed – round walls, ivy curling through the windows, and dozens of vintage dresses hanging from golden racks that looked like they’d been pulled from a storybook. A fairytale more like. Whoa. “My mother’s old collection,” Olivia explained, already sliding a dark red gown off its hanger and holding it up to my body. “She used to wear this one for council dinners. Too bold for me, but it might work on you.”

“I’m very go‌od, ba‍by. Guess what—‌I got you somet​h⁠ing​.” H‌e he‍ld up a s‍leek Zara shopping bag. I⁠nside it was a⁠ red dress—sho‍rt, fi‌tted, covered in crystal-l‍ike stones. “Wow,” I‌ breathed‌. “This‌… thi‌s l‍ooks⁠ b​e‌aut‌iful. Is this⁠ because of what you read in my diary?​” “Shhhh,” he h‍ushed,‌ stepping clo​ser. “Go try it on​. I’m taking you on a d‌inne​r d‌ate tonight.⁠ Alright?”

The note read, "Dear Miss Hunnie, we want you all to look your best for tonight's Courting Introduction party. The King has requested all his maids to look elegant and serve our humble guest exquisitely! Please see Giyah or Nyku if you need dress alteration. Shoes are in your closet & enjoy the night!" I entered the bathroom across my room and took a quick bath. When I came out in my robe, I seen a few women dressed in lace red dresses that barely covered any of their assets.

Some of the fabric of the bodice of my pretty silver dress has also been melted away. She stalks backwards and away from me as I approach, still staring wide-eyed at the burn on my special dress caused by the box iron. The medal for the most clumsy human to walk the earth will go to her, Tara Darlington, without effort. This is the dress Jacob will see me wearing and desire me. The royal tailor made it perfectly for this day and for me to hex my Alpha's eyes alone. Now it's gone. Few hours to his return and I have no clothes to wear.

• frap sluts • Allie: Where do I find a long-sleeved cocktail dress? Tatiana: Asos? Daphne : EthicalOnlineShops.P*F Allie: By tonight Tatiana: -shrug emoji- Daphne : Long-sleeved in July? Idk Macy’s? Tatiana: It’s way too hot for long sleeves.

the note read, “I’ve been looking forward to tonight for weeks. I hope you like the dress. Put it on and meet me in the forest clearing—the one just past the old oak tree, about a mile down the western trail. You know the one. I’ll be waiting. -D” My pulse picked up a little as I read the note for a second time. I set the note aside and pulled the box onto my lap. The ribbon came undone easily, and when I lifted the lid, I had to stop and just stare for a moment before I could even process what I was seeing. The dress inside was probably the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life. In this one, or the last.

Setting the picture down I look at my old bed and see something I never expected in my room. A beautiful white short strapless dress with a black belt around the center. The bottom was like a tutu and ruffled out while the top had a slight heart shape to it. A small note laying on top of it. I slowly pick up the note and read it. 'Dear little Zara, I know today is your birthday. I would like you to wear this dress for your party. You will look ravishing my darling.' Who could it be? Is it someone in the pack house? I don't think my mom would give me anything and I don't have any other friends or family in this pack other then my mothers beloved son.

Picking it up, I sat on the bed, setting it in front of me and pulling at the ribbon. A dress. Definitely a dress. Then I opened it, and it was actually a dress. Taking out the dress, I spread the fabric out on the bed, looking it over, my brows knitted. A gift note was stuck at the corner of the box, and I ripped it out, reading it. *R@DIA COLLECTION 1 From Yuri.* Muting a scream, my hand flew over my mouth.

What the hell was wrong with him? She was twisting her hair and looked behind her as Darya slipped into her room. “What?” “I’m going to help you get dressed up. You’re going to look like a sexy piece of ass he’s never going to nail. Bastard.” Darya held up a dress from her own wardrobe. “Remember when we found this in the vintage shop? Well tonight’s the night.” Magda inhaled sharply. “Isn’t that a bit risqué?” “Yup,” Darya grinned evilly. “If you move the wrong way, your ass crack will show. Let him see what he’s never going to tap.”

“You look so dead. The club will do you much good, I promise. You just need to relax and have some fun. Probably get fucked by some random stranger.” “I've been there and I've done that. Sex with strangers will ruin your life. Don't do it kids,” I told Bernice, frantically searching through my closet for a party dress. I picked a red dress I had ordered from Shein. I had never worn it and it still had that brand new smell. “Yes! Red looks so good on you and I can't explain it. After today, that dress is mine,” Bernice declared excitedly. “Hehe, you wish,” I answered sarcastically.