Sabo First Appearance Dressrosa Episode Novels & Stories

"When the Alpha of Drogomor is done with you, you're mine. I will make you beg me to let you have your release, little… sister." I was so disgusted that I wasn't able to say a word. "Look at yourself, Rosalie!" He said as his hand pulled me into the bathroom by my neck and forced me to look at my reflection in the mirror. Only then was I able to recognize the beautiful white dress I was wearing. The strapless design revealed my silky shoulder, on which my reddish-brown hair lay. The elegantly embroidered bodice flattered my small frame. The embellish diamonds sparkled under the dim room light, and the airy chiffon skirt drifted gracefully covering my slim legs.

She looked at me for a moment before taking the first gown toward the changing room. When she returned a few minutes later, I found myself staring. The dress fit her perfectly, falling gracefully around her body and making her look completely different from the woman who had been standing in the middle of an argument only moments earlier. I didn't say anything immediately because I was afraid that if I did, she would see exactly how affected I was. "Well?" Sable asked, clearly enjoying herself. "You look beautiful." I finally looked at Lyra. "Thank you." Her cheeks warmed.

: ROSALIA'S POV : Later that day, a young maid handed me an outfit, saying it was sent by Kevin. In the evening I took a shower and asked Maria to help me get ready. As I put on the outfit, I could not understand why he wanted me to wear such a dress. It was extremely revealing. Backless and showing maximum cleavage. I was not used to showing this much skin. It was somehow okay in the bedroom but definitely not in a crowded place. I was feeling extremely uncomfortable in that dress. The whole of my back and most of the area of my upper thighs were visible.

It's your boss's orders. Safira wore the first dress. It was a long, tight red dress with a very revealing neckline and no back, which prevented her from wearing a bra. There was a slit in the skirt that revealed her leg to the hip. Golden 10-inch stiletto shoes with a matching bag. She could barely walk, but the older woman's reaction made her blush when she opened the door. - Fucking hell mother of god. – the French exclaimed in the most perfect English. - Excuse me, Mr. Dixon, Mr. Sousa is here.

124 Allesio’s POV The day started like any other, but I had a strange feeling in my gut—one that had nothing to do with the usual syndicate tension and everything to do with Rosa. She’d told me we had plans, but she hadn’t been specific. That alone should have been a warning. With Rosa, surprises were rarely casual. When she appeared in the doorway, wearing a tailored navy suit that managed to look both lethal and elegant, I knew whatever was coming wasn’t small.

The bath was a quick one, yet she still managed to relax and clean herself probably, she didn’t know where he was buried, but she wanted to meet her in a good shape, just in case he was watching her from somewhere, it was such a strange costume, but Sara still wanted to honor her father with it. Stepping out of the bath, Sara dried herself with a big towel before wearing the dress that fitted her perfectly, looking at her reflection in a mirror, she barely recognized herself, it felt as if she was looking at a weird combination between herself and Dahlia, the short hair and the scar were no match to the soft and delicate dress, taking the hair brush, she tried to brush her hair in a way to h

Fabio looked at her with that same intensity and love that had drawn her to him from the very beginning, and her heart swelled with emotion. Dressed in a simple yet elegant white dress, Sophia looked radiant. Her hair was loosely pinned back, allowing a few soft curls to fall around her face. The dress wasn’t extravagant, but it was perfect for the occasion—a reflection of the simplicity and purity of the love they were here to celebrate. Fabio, in a crisp black suit, looked equally striking, his usual intensity softened by the vulnerability in his eyes.

Josh was already dressed in the outfit he wore yesterday. Josh saw her come in again. She took her black dress from the chair and stood. He understood she needed to dress up. "I will go now." He quickly left the room, closing the door gently. Sabrina slowly sat on the bed shocked and surprised. She opened the duvet and looked at her body again, seeing scratch marks on the sides of her laps. They stung when she touched them. She covered herself back and started smiling.

"Hello fans! Oh, by the way, I'm at the Al Studio store. I wanted to buy a few clothes here today. If you have time later, help me make a choice." Suddenly, a deliberately sweet and soft voice came from outside the store. Everyone turned their heads and saw Sisca walking into the store wearing a little white dress, with her black hair draped behind her head. She was followed by her assistant holding a selfie stick for her live broadcast. After entering, Sisca seemed to have just noticed Alessia in the crowd and exclaimed in surprise, "Miss La Rosa, what are you doing here? Are you also buying clothes?" ‘Damn, I didn't expect this woman to look so beautiful in a dress. I wonder if Nolan will

Gabby called. "Hmm? They are fluffy," she said with a big smile. "Baby, come here." Sabrina stood and went to him. "What?" She frowned. Then she glanced at Marga and Janine. She suddenly felt chills, and then she blinked twice and thrice until she saw the mark of her dress—Dior. Even Marga wore it as well. "Who are they? Are they Enzo's visitors?" she asked. "No." "Babe!" Enzo squealed as he ran toward Sabrina, topless and only wearing an apron. He started kissing her face. "I cooked your favorite."