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heels are probably the heels that caught my attention the most. The saleswoman is very good at observing the customer's expressions, as soon as she saw me staring at the "Shining Ruby" high heels, she warmly took the shoes and handed them to me. "Miss, you really have a keen eye. These shoes are the most expensive in the "Iridescent Crystal" collection. Would you like to try them on?" I nodded and put those high heels on my feet. These heels are as beautiful as Cinderella's glass heels. Its pink color shines brightly, its beauty makes one feel like any woman's legs have become perfect.

The royal look of the gown was improved by the way the dress tapered at the waist before cascading out in soft layers. Beside the dress were matching accessories: lovely earrings and a delicate necklace that complemented the outfit's color and style. The heels, positioned thoughtfully beside the attire, were sophisticated yet functional, their style achieving a mix of elegance and ease. The height of the heels was just right, allowing Kendall to walk with elegance and confidence.

They couldn't stand other males lusting for their women. " Well, I look sexy," " Yes, Mama! " Kiyana appeared behind me. " Even I want to ravish you," she said in a sultry voice, kissing my neck most sensually. Rhaegar and Nate growl. We giggled and went back to the changing room. " Heels," Kiyana yelled. The first thing that caught my eye was the most beautiful heels I've ever seen. " Do you like it, Miss?" a store assistant asked. I nodded.

The pièce de résistance, however, were the heels. She was normally a flip-flop kind of girl and wouldn’t be caught dead in a pair of heels. But she was feeling brave and a little sassy and so, on her way home from lunch, she’d stopped and bought a pair of spiked, blingy heels that she had to admit looked damn good on her. She just hoped like hell she didn’t make an ass of herself by face-planting when she tried to walk in them.

The dress cinched at her waist with a slim belt, accentuating her hourglass figure. Her choice of footwear was equally refined. She slipped into a pair of black suede pumps with a subtle heel, giving her just the right amount of height and adding a touch of sophistication to her look. To complete her outfit, Carmen wore a delicate silver pendant necklace and matching stud earrings, adding a touch of sparkle to her overall appearance.

“Got it!” “Great,” I said, smiling back. “ Come on, Let’s head up, I badly want to see the promo gift we got” Once we reached our suite, I dropped our bags and flopped onto the bed, laughing at how exhausted I felt. Cecil didn't hesitate to tear into the package, revealing the two pairs of shoes we got. Mine was a metallic jewel-tone ankle strap heels and hers was black to go with the dress she was going to wear. “Oh my gosh, these are amazing!” She exclaimed, holding up a pair of strappy heels that glittered in the light.

I heard the click of heels on the staircase before I saw her. Selene descended like she was walking a runway, one manicured hand trailing along the banister. She wore a cream cashmere sweater that probably cost a month’s rent, paired with white designer jeans that hugged her slim figure. Her honey-blonde hair fell in perfect waves over her shoulders—the kind that required a two-hour salon appointment. Her almond-shaped nails were painted a soft rose color, and diamond studs sparkled in her ears. She looked every inch the beloved daughter, the princess of this cold palace.

The cut would flatter my figure perfectly. I set the dress carefully on my couch and reached back into the box. Shoes. Of course there were shoes. I pulled them out and actually gasped again. Heels in black suede with delicate ankle straps—sophisticated and sexy, with a heel height that was substantial but still walkable. The red sole on the bottom made my heart skip. Christian Louboutin. I was holding Christian Louboutin heels. These shoes probably cost more than I'd made in an entire month at my previous job.

Mich yelled. I ignored him and didn't come out till the next three minutes. He had a scowl on his face, but the moment he saw me, it dissolved into an expression I couldn't read. Then he turned to Sammy and his quiet colleague. “Give her the heels. Has it arrived?" Sammy's colleague got up and produced a pack of shoes from a high shelf. Oh my. The design was damn unique. A black six-inch heel, its strap made of two rows of three large, fancy glittering stones, flexibly connected.

Sultry. Matching red heels lay beside it, unmistakably designer. Judging by the craftsmanship, probably Antonio Vietri. The straps were delicate and almost dainty, yet the five-inch stilettos stood tall, sleek, pointed and stylishly sharp. They were taller and crueler than the ones she wore at the bachelor party. A statement of intent wrapped in elegance. She was about to close the box, willing herself to breathe and not overthink, when she noticed something smaller nestled beneath the folds of tissue paper.