Pretty Little Thing Set Novels & Stories

"Sure, polite. Got it." She dressed deliberately. Her softest black tank hugged her curves like silk, showing the arch of her waist and the generous curve of her breasts. She paired it with snug jeans that framed her hips and long legs. Her dark curls were tamed into a high ponytail that bounced with every step. She bit her lip in the mirror, spritzed the faintest vanilla-amber perfume on her neck, and smiled. She wasn’t just going to drop off herbs. She was going to be seen.

It’s something new, and once I fuck her innocent little body, it’ll be out of my system and that will be that. I almost believe my line of bullshit as I pull out my cell phone and make a quick call to a boutique I know. I place an order for a sexy, black dress and heels and arrange for it to be delivered to Liv’s room. I add in some lingerie because it pleases me to do so, and then toss in a pair of earrings and a necklace.

I really struggle to get out the words and that wasn't my plan for this story. So for now (and until who knows when), Pretty Little Fears will be on an indefinite hold. I apologize once again and thank you for following this story up to this point. I can't thank y'all enough! CJ 💚

Set ≠5, Half-moon pendant set- Fuchsia dress design Set ≠6, Crystal rose set- Pastel pink dress design “Set ≠7, Hummingbird set – White dress design Set ≠8, Dolphin set- Blue grey velvet dress design Set ≠9, maple leave set- Navy blue dress design ‘Set ≠10, morganite swan set- Red dress design She handed the ten boxes for Ben to carry as she cleaned and packed away the stuff in the workshop. The sun was already up by the time they left the workshop.

I nodded obediently. … That afternoon, I got a call from Leo. "Chiara, I got what you asked for." "Thanks." "What exactly are you trying to pull? Listen to me—you're playing with fire. You need to stop." "The fire's already burning," I said. "I just want to make it burn a little brighter." … That evening, I made a reservation for "Dante" and myself at a classy restaurant that usually took six months to book. I deliberately wore a long white silk dress—his favorite—and put on light makeup.

Pulling it out, I hold it up to admire it in the soft light filtering through my curtains. It was a set of pink net rabbit lingerie, delicate and obscene all at once. The set included net knee socks with tiny bows at the top, a transparent bra that offered no coverage whatsoever, a suspender belt meant to sit low on my waist, and a matching G-string that was little more than a scrap of fabric and a whisper of pink lace. There was also a rabbit ear headband, soft and plush, which I knew would make me look innocent and filthy at the same time.

There were sets of all kinds — delicate, bold, minimal. My hand passed over a black lace corset, a red vinyl bra, panties so small they fit in the palm of my hand. And then I found it. A two-piece set in translucent black lace. The bra was a demi-cup with satin details. The panties were tiny, a thong with tie sides. But the centerpiece was the robe. Long, black silk, with discreet silver thread embroidery that sparkled under the light. This. This would bring Mortyss to his knees.

" Here , this bigger one for Qi shi , this small one for Miss Ding and the smallest one for Miss Lin . Everyone else already had this right .Now , next ...." She takes out a watch and give them for Mr Ding son and Mr Lin son and one for Qi Shi . The children giggles and shouts excitedly ..when suddenly each of the little girls had a white bunny with different designs as big as a rabbit . The little boys except the three ten years old boy get a set six of plastic vehicles .. The three ten years old boys and Mr Lin son get a white diamond as big as a chicken eggs in a box . She then gives Qi Shi , Miss Ding and Miss Lin a gold necklace with their gold pendant engraved with their name and she g

Everything’s set. I went back inside my domain, heading to the room and to my vault, deciding that a nice statement ring would bring my whole look together. I decided on a rusty red sphalerite set in gold, the stone shining and catching in the light. “You’re gonna be my little lucky stone, alright?” I cooed to it.

Minutes stretched into eternity. Finally, the noise dulled, footsteps receding into distant wings of the house. I crept out, my legs trembling with exhaustion and residual adrenaline, muscles screaming in protest. My eyes caught a small charm on the floor near a side table, it looked like Allie’s favorite cartoon character. I rushed forward, snatched it, and in the process pulled a sleek phone hidden beneath some papers. My heart fell into my throat as I shoved the phone deep under my bra, the cold metal pressing against my skin. Please have signal. Please let this be my way out.