Scarlett Bordeaux Feet Novels & Stories

It was flowy below the waist and fitted on the upper body, it had full sleeves, and the burgundy color looked good on her. She had a half-up-half-down ponytail hairstyle. Innessa did a little bit of her makeup, some tint on her cheeks, and lips, and some mascara. Grabbing her bag, she put on her heels and stepped out of the dorm with the card key. Scarlett and Darla stepped out looking gorgeous as ever. Innessa noticed a tattoo on Scarlett's thigh, which was slightly visible when she raised her foot to adjust her heels. "You look gorgeous," Darla complimented Innessa, who mumbled a small thank you.

I asked curiously as I left my position to get a closer look at the gifts. "Check it out yourself." I decided to open the small box first, It's a Christian Louboutin red bottoms heels. Belle and jewels 100 mm strappy pumps, the straps are made with a blush material and the heels are covered in jewel. "Wow, this is really beautiful." I checked the size and it's exactly my size.

But when he turned back to the corpse, his movements became impossibly gentle, as if the slightest force would shatter this fragile treasure. He took her pale hand and bowed his head, his lips trembling as he leaned in to press a final kiss to the back of it. This hand had waved at him countless times, had gripped the steering wheel through moments of life and death. But just as his lips were about to touch her skin, Daemon froze. Something was wrong. Even in death, her skin shouldn't feel like this. Scarlett was a top professional racer. From years of gripping steering wheels and shifting gears, the base of her thumb and her fingertips had a thin layer of calluses.

I walked to Christian's bedroom and stood outside his door, fumbling with the straps of my red robe. My waist-long brown hair was combed and free, cascading down my shoulders. I had applied red lipstick so I could look like the mature women I had seen my stepbrother with. And underneath my robe, I wore absolutely nothing. My heart was hammering against my ribs and my chest tightened. My fingers trembled violently as I wrapped them around the door handle. Breathe, Scarlett.

His nerves tensed up, and he sneered, "Scarlett, you never miss a chance to seduce me, do you?" Scarlett's face turned red with anger. It was clearly him who had behaved like a beast just now! Absolutely shameless! She decided not to argue with him! Unable to stand steadily in her high heels, she simply took them off! She walked barefoot. Wayne glanced at her. This woman was slender, even her feet were delicate and fair. His expression darkened slightly. As he drove away, he intentionally sped up, zooming past Scarlett. A gust of wind lifted her skirt, and she pressed it down with her hand, glaring at the receding car, thinking, Childish!

The Eclipse Gala was already buzzing when their car pulled up to the grand venue early that evening. Crystal chandeliers sparkled through the tall windows, and soft music floated out into the warm night. Elian stepped out first, looking sharp in a deep burgundy suit that hugged his frame perfectly. The rich color made his skin glow and it brought out the dangerous spark in his eyes. Dex followed right behind him in a sleek all-black suit with a matching burgundy tie. It was definitely a silent statement that they belonged together, whether they liked it or not.

Scarlett's POV I woke up feeling refreshed and lighter. The maid came in and drew a bath for me. I submerged myself in the bath for a long time, thoroughly enjoying myself. I finally got out of the bath and got dressed in my usual all black outfit. Today I was sporting a knee length simple black gown that gave me a professional vibe and a pair of black low heeled sandals. I let my hair down, and let it fall down my back in waves. I looked at myself in the mirror and was satisfied by how I looked. I walked towards the door and left my room, closing the door behind me. I walked towards the dining hall.

And that one sentence did not at all explained how f*cking beautiful they were! The shoes had the same design as the dress only they were pure white and have light pink tint on a few places. The roses that were carved on the shoes were so beautiful and delicate that I was even afraid to touch it. I placed them back gently in the box.. tevar so beautiful that I don't think I will be able to bring myself to wear this.

Scarlett stood there, wearing his oversized shirt. The fabric hung loosely over her slender frame, yet still traced her shape in a way that was soft-and quietly distracting. The hem brushed mid-thigh, revealing long, straight legs. Her skin caught the light-pale, almost luminous. Even her bare toes, resting against the floor, were faintly pink. Theron stared. For a full second, he forgot how to breathe. Scarlett frowned slightly. "Are you just going to stand there and stare?" He snapped back. His gaze dropped to her feet.

Scarlett didn't see me as her back was facing and she was busy looking out of the French window standing in the Middle of the room wearing one of my black shirts that reached her thighs. Her long white slender legs were bare. I didn't know I would ever be tested with my self control like this and on top of that her intoxicating scent wasn't helping at all.