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I swallowed, suddenly very aware of my pulse. I barely recognized the woman looking back at me in the mirror. Polished. Composed. And just a little dangerous. “You look…” Stella tilted her head, smiling slowly. “Like trouble.” “Classy trouble,” Aria corrected, clearly pleased. They changed too, each leaning into their own energy. Aria slipped into a sharp black dress, silver accents catching the light. Silver waist belt, earrings, choker, and silver high-heels. Her hair was pulled into a sleek high ponytail that gave her an air of authority. Stella, predictably, went bolder. She wore metallic fabric, a light blue cropped top with a bare back and high neckline, and a matching mini skirt. Bare

“I’ll attend.” “Oh—and Aria?” I stopped just before ending the call. “To establish your innocence fully,” Alpha Jonathan continued, “the most authoritative approach would be to wear an unreleased gown. One designed personally by Selina. Something that leaves no room for doubt.” My wolf stirred, thoughtful now. A declaration without words. “Thank you for your help, Alpha Nathan. For the upcoming quarter, I’ll offer you and Celestyr Brand a five percent discount.” It was modest in the grand scheme of things, but it was mine to give.

Lina is a trustable aid so she needs not worry that the food will burn or something. After a few minutes, Allana decided to wear a fresh outfit, she was only going to visit the man anyways, there was no need to overdress. Wearing a fitted jumper and a white shirt with some aesthetically pleasing to the eye prints in front, then a pair of matching Dior white slip-on. She had her air on a half bun and put some light makeup on, looking fresh and beautiful. Smiling in front of the full-length mirror, Allana decided to keep the look before grabbing her Dior baby ball bag that matched with her jumpers at the side.

But now with the appearance of Drusilla, Alya realized that marrying into the Hollis family wasn’t as certain as she had imagined, and her position could never compare to Drusilla’s. Paulina didn’t miss the stares directed at her. She had grown used to it lately, so she couldn't be bothered to check who was scrutinizing her. Lilian looked at her obedient daughter, dressed in a light yellow puff-sleeve princess dress that made her skin look fair, resembling a little princess from a castle. She had spent a long time picking out this outfit, knowing she wanted to dress her daughter beautifully since she was born. Thankfully, her wish had come true. Old Master Johnson called Alya over. “Come wit

All the fae who had seemed beautiful when I first saw them seemed plain next to the Queen… Aleria had shiny raven black hair that tumbled to her waist. Her emerald green eyes were framed by thick long lashes and her pouty lips were painted a bold red. She was wearing a purple full-length gown with a plunging neckline that should have looked vulgar, but it looked elegant on her. And when she raised her leg to cross it on top of the other, the slit of her dress revealed her creamy legs up to her thighs. My gown which I had deemed slutty seemed modest after I saw the Queen’s outfit. Now I knew what Stella meant when she said the fae were sensual creatures…

Mariah smiled at the women and told them not to worry about her that she could find her way and then led Alarich to the men’s section. “I know you want something that would be free on you and that you can fight in, right?” She asked. Alaric shrugged. “What ever you want. If I cannot fight in it, I would just rip it apart.” Mariah didn’t know the best way to respond to that and just went over to the pant racks and grabbed a black pant for him. then she grabbed a lose fitting button down shirt. She handed them to him and sighed, “this is the only lose fitting attire I can picture in my head. Try it out, let me see how it looks.”

He left, and Alicia went into the changing room to cry her eyes out. *************** Sofia and Tyler walked, hand in hand along the arrivals corridor. She had a white oversized floppy straw hat over a white oversized silk long collarless shirt with a high pocket, pleated long sleeves and side slits, over loose denim pants, and heels. Tyler wore a faded red Quicksilver Sweatshirt, with Levi’s twill jogger pants, and Adidas X-PLR casual sneakers. They both had shades on. Jessi and Tanya spotted them easily.

Verona was about to explain when Kylie sneered, "You're just trying to avoid Ms. Ander checking your dress. You're afraid it might turn out to be fake and you'll be exposed as a plagiarize!" "I don't like to bow my head." Aria looked at Verona meaningfully. "I'm sure my mother is the same. I might not look like her, but we have a similar personality. Besides, there are many ways to verify if I'm Lamar." Kylie snorted. "You're just looking for excuses!" Aria ignored her and made a phone call before everyone. She spoke in Nobeetan. "You can post those outfits that I designed yesterday." "Really? Oh, my goodness. Lamar, can I really post it?" The other party sounded surprised, knowing Lamar's a

snapping with professional fire as she pinned a sprig of dried lavender into Aria’s "long ash-brown hair." "I could have gotten you a Vera Wang, Aria," Riley tutted, smoothing the skirt of Aria’s dress. It was a simple, bias-cut silk gown in a shade of cream that looked like candlelight. "I have connections. We could have done this at the Plaza." "The Plaza is for the 'Auditors,' Riley," Aria said, her "piercing gray eyes" calm and "independent." "I don't want a gala. I want a memory. I want something that doesn't require a press release or a security detail."

He had a lot more to get out of life. The model Pia rolled lazily over to her side and bared her back to the sun. Her bikini were a deep sea-green with yellow polka dots. The bottom was secured at both sides by some glass beads, probably diamonds. She was the typical sun-browned skin goddess worshipped by millions worldwide. A top-notch lingerie model.