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It was a beautiful space with dim lighting and, while seamless backdrops, fit for the ambience of shooting people clad in next to nothing. Next to the wall were racks of the most expensive lingerie I’d ever seen. They ranged from tiny lace sets to sheer bodysuits to silk that looked as slippery as sin. “These are really amazing. Damn, your mom knows her stuff.” Liora shrugged nonchalantly and locked the door to prevent anyone from walking in on us. She switched right into a professional tone as she asked me to, “Take everything off.” As she said so, she began picking items off the rack.

One of her long legs would appear almost up to the hip through a stylish slit when she stepped down a stair. Linda thought that Lucas must love that style. The strapless, low cut bodice was decorated with a priceless necklace of teardrop diamonds that crested just above her firm breasts. Her thick black hair was pinned up showing her elegant neck and her ears were donned with large matching diamond earrings. She saw that Elsa, in turn, was staring back at Lucas with adoration. Linda watched them together and realized that her coming here was a waste of time. They were infatuated with one another, and that was an extreme understatement. They were a portrait

Now then, tell me what you had in mind. ‘I want you to put these on,’ said Lewis, placing a cardboard box on Harriet’s bed. She opened it, pushed aside the layers of tissue paper and drew out a white suspender belt, white stockings and a flimsy white camisole top with holes for her nipples. ‘I like to see women partially clothed at first,’ he said by way of explanation. ‘It’s much sexier, don’t you think?’

, Amber spat, and her frown deepened at the words thrown at her. “These coil chain heels are made three times lighter than all other heels, but with sturdier materials. This collection was tested by women ranging from the weight of fifty kg to seventy-five kg to test the weight limit. If you are trying to argue about the weight limit, then you should see the sales record and see that women within the range of sixty-five to seventy kg in weight are active buyers with no singular complaint from any of them”, Amber countered before reaching for the gown.

Darcie asked looking surprised "Sonia I was also shocked when I look at the picture, I secretly took it from Mrs Lyla desk, the Lady is Mrs Lyla and am afraid it's not what am thinking" Esme said Darcie kept looking at the picture, the Lady was also wearing the same pendant with Suzanna and the cloth she was wearing was the same as Suzanna "Perhaps is Mrs Lyla my mother?? She said as she continue to stare at the picture

He chuckled while dusting gold shimmers onto his pecs. “Do I look like a snack, Rox?” Jax asked, pouting in his reflection. “Or a whole damn buffet?” “You look like a lawsuit waiting to happen, Jax” I laughed reaching over to straighten his leather harness strapped across his broad chest. “ But the Alphas in the front row are already drooling. You’ll make a killing in tips tonight.” “And you?” He turned sharply, assessing me like a metal detector. I was basically wearing three pieces of matching black lace and a pair of red heels that were legally classified as lethal weapons.

“Not to be a bore, ma'am, but I have other things to do. Like I said, I'm not the one calling the shots. If you are too kind to reject the Alpha's offer, then I suggest you sneak out in the middle of the night, coz he hates disobedience,” If I didn't know better, I'd say I was boring her, stressing the living daylight out of her. I pulled back and clasped my hands on my stomach. “Alright,” I whispered, barely audible. She walked past me again, headed straight to the wardrobe at the far end of the room. She opened the wardrobe, the empty clothes hangers making a clattering sound. “Phew! Lucky you,” she brought a sunset yellow gown with a thin strapless sleeve. “Not sure it's your perfect size

“Layla?” The woman stood from her seat fast. She ran up to me, and looked me over. “Lucifer! It’s Layla! The woman jumped up and down, her breast bouncing so hard, they looked like they were going to come out of the fabric. She hugged me tightly, making me feel like I was in between closing walls. “I... can’t… breath…” I got out a few words before she squeezed all the air out of my lungs. “Breath?” The lady asked, like it was a weird statement. She looked at Jamira.

" I asked, as I went up to the second floor and saw Leika angrily scolding Leo's two babysitters, who were bowing their heads in front of her, while Leo was screaming in his crib. I quickly picked Leo up and held him, trying to calm him down. "Look at my clothes," Leika said angrily. "The baby peed the limited edition dress I have to show off tomorrow!" I stared at Leika, wearing an indigo blue evening gown adorned with sparkling silver beads, a strapless style that hugged her body, which had regained its pre-pregnancy shape, with a long slit that almost revealed her smooth thighs. Leo was still sobbing in my arms, and when I looked at him, there were red scratches on his smooth cheeks.