Scarlett Bordeaux Feet Novels & Stories

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛʜɪʀᴛʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ+ •*.』 THE RED AURA AROUND SCARLETT'S SKIN LESSENED INTO A FAINT STRAWBERRY GLOW.

She continues to beam at me and I wonder when she plans on telling me what she has in the box. "Dammi che dannazione!" (Give me that, dammit!) Meth shouts at her as she grabs the box from her. Always an impatient latina. She takes the rose and gives it to me. I eye her weirdly and shoots me a look that says" take it or I draw a panda on your face" hesitantly, I take the rose and stare longer at it. A loud gasp from Meth and Helena broke my stare with rose, I look down at what made them both gasp. My eyes opened a bit wider. In the box is a bloody red Stuart Weitzman stilettos with ruby decorated straps.

she cringed as she remembered Xander's uncle enraging words. "Come up here Luce, what the hell are you rooted there for?"Scarlett turned to see her behind, gazing blankly at nowhere. "Sorry Scar,"Lucia itched the nape of her neck as she walked up to her nervously. Scarlett could sense something wrong, she wanted to address it but decided at the last minute to flip it off. "How about this? it's royal blue and well adorned to perfectly meet your curves."she picked out another gleaming flowery dress.

“Mademoiselle, I brought the stilettos you ordered me to bring. After putting her silver Serpenti earrings from Bvlgari, she faced Theodore and slightly moved her ball gown’s skirt up, revealing her bare feet. Theodore slightly bowed and kneeled in front of her and showed the five stilettos. She silently looked at the stilettos, trying to match those on her gown. After a minute, she chose the white stilettos with white feathers on the toe part and crystals that wraps the ankle. She gave it to Theodore and the latter gently held her foot and wear it for her.

She did not like to appear weak in front of her enemies, giving them the impression that they were winning. ~~~ Scarlett arrived at the location, beautifully draped in a purple, long, silky dress with a thigh-high slit. Her dress was well complimented by the gorgeous silver shoes and silver purse she chose. Her effortless beauty was made more prominent by the light makeup she applied, along with the way her hair was allowed to rest on her shoulders. Scarlett was known to turn heads wherever she went and this time around, there was no exception. Over the last three years, she had gotten only more beautiful with even more defined curves. Her beauty made people doubt that she was from this worl

The silence was absolute. Then, soft footsteps from the side corridor. Scarlett appeared. She wore silver-gray, simple, high-necked, long-sleeved, the fabric falling in clean lines to the floor. No jewels. No embroidery. No crown. Her hair was loose, the silver strands catching the brazier light like frost. In her arms she carried the child.

Caden’s heir. So this… this was something I could give her. My hand moved to sign. But before ink met parchment— “Stop!” The voice cracked like lightning across the marble floor. My hand froze mid-stroke. I looked up. And there she was. Scarlett. She stood in the arched entrance of the ballroom, frozen for a moment, as if catching her breath. The red dress clung to her body, bold and beautiful, every line meant to draw attention. Her honey-blonde hair hung loose over her bare shoulders, slightly messy, like she hadn’t stopped to fix it. Her eyes—wide, dark, and furious—locked onto mine. There was something unsteady in her expression, like she was barely holding herself together. She looked l

Scarlet pokes her head in. “Damn girl. We match!” she says, walking all the way in. She’s also wearing a floor length red dress, but hers is much more ‘Scarlet’ than mine. The top looks like a corset, turning into a brocade covered mermaid style skirt that hugs her hips to mid-thigh, then flairs out around her, ending in a short train. I smile at my Beta and hold out my hands to her. “Are you ready for this?”

said the bewitching voice, now with a tinge of sisterly affection. A figure in red came down from the top. The woman reached the bottom of the stairs, clothed similarly in a dress made of translucent gauze that barely obscured her shapely figure, and its length failed to cover her fair and beautiful legs as she drew nearer, barefooted. The red dot on her forehead between her eyebrows sweetened the already breathtakingly beautiful features of her face. "I'm afraid we have a problem, Scarlet," said Sapphire. The woman halted and saw that they were carrying Chu Xun and she instinctively tugged at her dress to adjust it.

When I hesitate to try the clothes on, Scarlett stands guard so that nobody can walk in on me. Pulling on the first pair that I saw, they fit perfectly. It is like a second skin. They are a different material than the other ones I have tried. These ones almost seem a little tighter but not in a constricting way. I quickly try on three more pairs and decide to keep two of them. As I go to tell Scarlett that I am done, she tosses in another pair that I had not seen before. These ones are amazing. They are still black but they have some metallic red roses running up the sides of them and there are the ever lovely pockets as well. Pulling them on, they fit me the best out of all of the options t