Regina Mills Dresses Novels & Stories

Owen lied. "Well, if you really want to meet her at the cafe that's fine. You go alone, okay?" Mr. Owen smiled faintly "I will indeed go alone, Edward," said Mrs. Owen, looking annoyed at her husband who seemed lazy to go anywhere. "Give my regards to your friend, Regina." Regina nodded with a straight face, then she stood up from her seat, took the clothes she had placed on the bed, and stepped into the bathroom carrying the beautiful navy blue dress in her hand.

And so I got out of my car and stepped into the mall and stood in front of the dress. It was a sleeveless pink and it flowed down to the feet. However, what attracted me to the dress was not only because it was pink. It was because of the silverish stripes that it had in it. It looked regal, it was worthy of Sara's beauty. "Hello, sir, can I get you anything?" I looked at the worker who had just arrived and pointed to the dress. "This, I want it." She smiled at me. "You have a great eye, sir. This just arrived from our greatest collection in Paris, sir."

scrawled on the tag in Ryder’s messy handwriting. Mila whistled. “Okay, Mr. Moneybags is pulling out the stops.” We tore back to the couch. I ripped the ribbon off the big box first. Inside was a deep red dress. Not slutty, but definitely not church-appropriate. Silk that slid through my fingers like water, low back, high slit up one thigh. The kind of dress that says *look but don’t touch unless you’re willing to bleed for it*. “Holy shit,” Mila breathed. “He knows your size. That’s either creepy or hot. I can’t decide.”

Regina just snorted as if Sienna was telling a joke. "Respect? Do you deserve respect? Well, you want me to respect you? Buy the dress, and it's just fifty thousand dollars. Miss Harper can't afford it, can you?" "Regina." Mrs. Brooks finally spoke without looking at Sienna. "Don't embarrass others. She doesn't have money for it. It's not the first time, and it won't be the last. You will lose your identity if you dispute with her in public."

Mirena told her, still staring at Camille whose eyes widened upon hearing this. Her head snapped towards the cloth hanger and another wave of surprise washed over her expression. The cheapest dress in Heaven was nothing less than a ten thousand dollars even gown and right now, the dresses that hung on that hanger, were grade a evening gowns. If she weren't mistaken, they ranged anywhere from twenty thousand dollars and above. And there were at least twenty fucking of them! Unable to contain her surprise, she glanced back at Mirena just in time to see her handing the shop attendant a card…

She straightened up and then walked towards the package that was placed on the corner of her bed and then took the dresses out of the package that Regal has brought for her. Once she took a look at the dress after unfurling them, she has to admit that Regal’s fashion sense was really good. The dresses that he brought for her were indeed really beautiful even if she did not want to admit it, she has to say that the dresses were one of a kind, the black one had lace embroidery on the sides while its front had a generous amount of space left to show of her bosom while the navy blue one had a corset on the top and a sleek fit on the bottom with a slit on the right to showcase one's long legs.

"My friend and I will look around first." "Sure," Milla replied. She pointed to a large room. "There are several fitting rooms over there. You can bring up to four outfits to try on. I suggest you start browsing in section A. There are many new designs released last month, sections B through E, respectively. Section F is a collection of designs that we've marked down at half price because they're all older designs from the middle of last year." Regina showed Sonya around, and she quickly grabbed everything she liked.

"This is the shop where I saw Ivana and Brie bought their wedding dresses," Millie stated in a sure tone. "Let's come inside, Ben." "Okay, Millie." Ben followed her cheerfully. She made a beeline towards the rack of dresses. "Ma'am, this one is more your size," the sales attendant offered. She was holding two white dresses. "I want to try this dress," Millie insisted as she plucked a dress and went on to the fitting room.

"For now, I want you to buy only dresses from this boutique. When the Queen and, I the Duchess, wear dresses from this boutique, this boutique will be restored to its former glory. Do you have any objections?" Anastasya looked skeptically at Regina's request as she looked around at all the gowns on display. It's not bad, in fact, it's perfect for Anastasya. Especially when Regina wore a dress from Madam Gloria's boutique, it made the Duchess glow.

Regina’s POV I dressed carefully, not for appearances, just a reassurance that I was in control. A simple black dress, fitted at the waist, nothing extravagant. The kind of thing that let me stand tall, even when my knees felt like breaking. My hair was pinned back, and I had applied light makeup. I wanted to look like myself, not like a victim. Not like the woman Maxwell and Morgana had tried to shatter in the very house I was going to visit.