Perfect Lady Novels & Stories

Jared’s POV I looked at the pictures my assistant brought me, and one woman stood out. Tiffany Harding of Harding International Bank. They were disgustingly rich, and William Harding was said to pass the company down to Tiffany. However, everyone knew he was old school and wanted her to marry first. She was gorgeous and had a hot body. I licked my lips. If I could win her favor not only would I get a taste of her, but I’d be set to receive their fortune and their company through her.

"The floor here has a habit of rejecting those who don't stand firm." I looked up into piercing grey eyes. It was Petra. Valkyrie Noble Lady, a literal tower of muscle and grace, blonde hair shorn short, presence radiating formidable authority only a demigod-descendant could possess. Even in a simple black leotard, she looked like she wore invisible armor. "Thank you, Petra." I smoothed my violet silk. "Someone is practicing their frictionless charms a bit early."

They’re all excellent but the best save for last and finally the MC called Shanes name. “The long wait is over! Ladies and gentlemen, our supermodel, the one and only Miss Shane Sandoval!” Everyone gave her a round of applause and cheered for her. Shane is the most gorgeous, alluring and elegant among them. She walks with a smile on her face and everyone really loves her. The show continues without Shane knowing that I am here watching her personally. Every model ramped up the branded clothes that are trending in America. Shane wears the most expensive brand of clothes. She looks so stunning in every outfit that she’s wearing for the show.

I was about to turn my back, but Orion grabbed the wrist to help her stand up and begin to mess up her hair. "I object. Just take care of Oberon for now. He probably misses you so much." She smiled after realizing that everyone was laughing. It was hard not to stare at her, especially when her gaze met with mine and my heart started racing. I hadn't felt that for any other girls. "It's been a long time." That was the only thing that came to my mind at that moment. I missed her, so badly. She was wearing a white polo see-through top that was able to see the plain white tube she was wearing paired up with high-waisted skinny jeans and beige heels. I just found myself gawking at her the moment

She flashed him a smile full of audacity. “Oh, Brad, but you are a nice guy. Last night only proves it.” She took another bite of the apple. “You see, nice guys always do the right thing.” “They do?” “Oh, yes.” There was something unconsciously erotic about the sight of her white teeth sinking into the mottled red skin, about the crunch and the crisp, fresh scent.

The dress was beautiful, but when worn on Madeline's body, it was just a foil. Her figure was beautiful and graceful with an air of orchids. Her skin was like a porcelain vase that left a mild scent wherever she passed by. It was memorable. Her smile was so casual, but it also looked really unique. Some people could not help but whisper, "Isn't that Vera Quinn?" "The founder and designer queen of Miss L.ady." "She was a big star at the last business reception for Miss L.ady’s second anniversary." "She really looks like Young Master Whitman's ex-wife. How did Young Master Whitman get together with her?"

“Can’t you try to understand this situation from my viewpoint?” “Puckett,” Gwen sighed. “I’m sorry that I made your almightiness fall for me. I really am. I'm sure it must have been so hard to have feelings for someone who will never return them. It must have been so hard for you not to invade my privacy and degrade me. I’m so sorry that this happened to you. I’m sure you would have preferred to continue on with your awesome life of having the entire country swoon over you. I truly deeply apologize for all of this.”

She hurriedly apologized in a hushed voice, "I'm sorry." The beautiful lady turned around impatiently, "What makes you think apologizing would do anything? You … Darren!" she said in fluent and elegantly accented Faranch. Upon seeing Darren, her eyes instantly lit up. The beautiful lady had luscious blonde locks and sparkling blue eyes. Tall and well-proportioned, she wore a white evening gown that accentuated her ample bosom. Her exquisite makeup exuded an elegant and luxurious air. She was clearly from an affluent background.

Lance inhailed the fresh air then He heard the gate bell rang. He check who is it from the monitor,he le out a sigh seeing it's not Anna, he don't want to see that lady anymore. Lance decided to open the door.Upon opening the door the lady is looked at him. He was surprised at the same time amazed. The lady is very beautiful, she has a fair skin and has a sparkling blue eyes with long eyelashes has a tall nose, her lips was naturally red, her beauty is very natural even though she don't wear a make up. Anna uses make up to make herself Beautifull, but this lady in front of her is different.He thought it was an angel, she is really Beautifull. He asked where this lady going, but this lady s

The ginger man takes a moment before walking to the rear seat and opens the door for a lady. The lady steps out in her almost ankle length long white bodycon dress with a pair of three inches tall white heels. Her mid length blonde hair are tied in a high sleek ponytail and she has long platinum hoops in her ears. Her chesnut brown eyes assess the surroundings looking for something before they settle on Alexander and the woman sighs in dismissal. The ginger man offers the woman a hand to hold and she places her pale hand in his, before they make their way to the threshold.