Pretty Little Thing Set Novels & Stories

Geez, my schedule for the next two months is already full. "Darling, the price of the necklace is worth twenty seven million pesos! I'm telling you in advance that you will have guards following you around." He raised his eyebrows and gave me the tablet that he was holding. I saw an elegant diamond necklace from an international brand. Great. More guards for me. I rolled my eyes and gave him back the tablet. "Fabio, I need a break after this movie. You and Marcus will fix the issue three weeks after the premiere night. You promised to me." I reminded him.

And compared to me, I'd rate my dressing at the moment on a shaky 4 while hers would be on a solid as fuck 10, if not 11. She was dressed in a pink coloured suit and a silver white inner shirt, tiny stones decorated the whole front of her suit skirt which stopped a few feet's down her thick tights. Her nails were a beautiful shade of nudes, which did an amazing job in rhyming along with her nude coloured wedge heeled sandals with tiny straps wrapping right from the normal buckling area on her feets up to a few inches beneath her knees. Her hair was a light shade of brown, the bouncy looking curls stopping at the middle of her back. A tiny but quite obvious hair pink in a beautiful shade of p

Despite her appreciation the jerk still had the guts to request for a pay back. She had ran off earlier in the morning before he could tell her whatever it was he wanted. She couldn't believe how arrogant he could be. She only hoped he didn't request something naughty. She flushed at the possibility "Ma'am, we're here" Janet tapped on her arm and she flinched. "Already? She asked as Janet arranged her flower patterned Chiffon shirt and her black flared pants. Marcus opened the car door after which both ladies alighted. A smirk came to Sapphire's face as she beheld Prima Closet boutique. She had decided to pay Esther Marshal a little visit. She had dolled herself up for the same reason. There

DELIA "Are you seriously going to do this?" Devin asked me as I checked myself out in the mirror. "Do what? I'm going for an official meeting." I shrugged while adding the finishing touches to my makeup. "Besides, I can't let any woman outdo me, especially not that Hailey of a person. I need to remind her who's in charge." I smirked. I looked hot in my red, V-lined neck gown that hug my body, enunciating my heavy features. My red lipstick sparkled and my blonde hair wasn't left out. It was styled beautifully and I couldn't help but gush over myself.

When I arrived home there was a box waiting for me, it was adressed to "Principessa Lou" I took the box and ran upstairs to my room so I can see what it got in peace, every item had a sticky note attached to it. First there was a teddy bear with the note : To my princess so she won't feel lonely at night. The second item was chocolate there note said: Only one a day and after you eat all your dinner and veggies. I pout but put them away, she send me enough chocolate for two weeks. Next was a bottle of perfume it looked elegant and on the high end the note said: this is mommy's perfume so you can smell me and feel like I'm there with you.

Kristopher protested and earned a hard glare from Jude " Does Madam want something that doesn't show skin but is still looks good" The sales lady suggested "Bingo" The lady offered a smile and walked away for a second before returning while sliding two manikin's with her toward them "Well what do you think Madam?" The sales lady had brought out a pair of couple clothes. The ladies dress was tight white dress with a pair of 3 buttons parallel to each other. The dress would easily cover Jude legs till her knees. Modest and elegant

The city lights glittered like fireflies below Adrian Blackwood’s penthouse as Lola stepped in to finalize their rehearsal per Adrian’s request, the soft hum of the elevators fading behind her. She carried a bottle of red wine, knowing full well it was probably the most reckless decision she’d made since agreeing to this fake engagement. Adrian was already there, casually leaning against the kitchen counter, sleeves rolled up, his tie loosened just enough to suggest he didn’t care, but somehow, everything about him screamed control.

Trying again, I pull out a sleek black turtleneck and matching trousers, but Dmitri’s expression remains unchanged, even as I elaborate on the intricate stitching and premium fabric. Next, I showcase a bold, patterned shirt paired with slim-fit jeans. Dmitri scans the outfit with an impassive mask. Frustration creeps in as my confidence starts to falter. Why can’t he appreciate the beauty in these designs? Grabbing the final piece—a stunning, hand-beaded dinner jacket—I present it with determination. "This is it. This is the crown jewel of our collection." Dmitri examines the jacket, his gaze lingering on the detailed beading. For a flicker of a moment, I sense a hint of interest.

I didn’t expect my summer to start with a slap in the face from reality—and definitely not in the form of Jace Carter, my brand-new stepbrother, standing shirtless in the kitchen like he owned the place. He turned as I walked in, a lazy smirk spreading across his face as he took in my crop top and high-waisted shorts. His eyes dragged down, slow and cocky, like he already knew I hated it… and loved it. “Morning, Princess,” he said, leaning against the counter. “Nice shorts.”

I stepped inside, letting the door close softly behind me, my heart pounding at the thrill of doing something forbidden. His bed was made perfectly, the soft sheets kept calling me, and there was a faint trace of his scent, something warm and masculine that seemed to cling to everything he owned. I walked over to his dresser, where a few personal items were scattered, and couldn’t resist running my fingers over his watch, a sleek black timepiece that looked as strong and elegant as he did. Turning to his wardrope, I caught sight of his undies, and could no longer resist the urge to touch myself.