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My nipples tightened against the thin fabric of my dress. The second gift arrived an hour later. A garment bag from an exclusive designer. Inside was a stunning evening gown in deep crimson silk , it was backless with a slit so high it would reveal the entire length of my thigh. Another note: “For the body I intend to worship again. Soon.”

Luckily, she maintained her footing once again before smirking at me. This kid… I looked at the head maid indifferently unlike how I looked at her before. Huh. Look what you made me do. In this mansion, I have no one but myself. —-- After dinner, the maids started to dress me up. I saw the ‘gift’ Gavin sent me. It’s a dress, a majestic one if I may say. It looks so expensive. It's a long champagne satin dress with a slit at the right side and backless. Together with some accessories and a hair comb that is sparkling because of the diamonds attached to it.

She frowned, paused, and pushed the door open without changing the dress. The two clerks immediately stopped talking and spun around to face her, finding her still wearing her own clothes. "Isn't the dress the right size, miss?" parsley's eyes fell upon a treasure in the middle of the store. It was a small, white lace dress with a silk lily on the collar, and on the hemline were woven pearls. She remembered reading about this dress in one of Valerie's magazines, something about it being handmade by the chief designer and only three pieces were available worldwide. The only one in America was here in HIMO. Hers.

Annabelle's face finally relaxed, and she smiled as she opened the gift box. She gently unfolded the dress, with a small white jasmine flower embroidered above the left chest, looking very unique and lifelike. The small hole that was originally torn had turned into the hollow center of a flower, resembling its pistil. "I really liked it. The great designer's craftsmanship was indeed top-notch!" Fabian glared at her and started the car, saying, "Just now, you were still despising me!" Annabelle laughed and stuck out her tongue, "It's because you're too outstanding!"

"Hope you like, made by myself, obviously." With a sigh, she walked over to the picnic tables and put her stuff down, looking into the bag. Inside was a gorgeous black and red silk dress. Alyssa was gifted at making clothing. "Oh my gosh, AI, you didn't have to make this," carefully placing the dress into the bag and hugging the girl. "Hey, I figured you would need something I designed to wear. Plus, I haven't made you anything" "True. Thank you so much" Once they headed towards the doors, Genevieve prepared herself to be pelted with happy birthdays and hugs. To keep her promise, she was going to try to enjoy today.

The dressmaker had the nerve to look disappointed, when Joe finally stuck his head out from a clump of white chiffon dresses. "Actually we are interested in buying - ignore Ravyn, she's just a bit shy." Joe gave the male a dazzling smile, and Ravyn let out a low growl. The dressmaker was wise enough to give the Shadow a weary glance. "Well, I have a few dresses that a young couple like yourselves might be interested in." The dressmaker mumbled, shuffling over to the far corner. Joe gave her a smug grin, and it was all Ravyn could do not to go over there and slap that smile right off his face. Joe gave little chuckle, as if he'd read the fantasy in her mind. The dressmaker returned with a dre

Me: I can’t accept this from a stranger. GUEST_9271: Then don’t. Accept it from someone who thinks you deserve to choose your own dress. Me: It’s too much. GUEST_9271: Consider it a wedding gift. I stared until the words bled. Gratitude knotted with unease. Was this generosity, or a chain in prettier metal? I looked at the garment bag that hung from the door. The dress felt like a dream, and the way Scarlett had shut up when she saw the tips roll in felt even better.

It was stunning! Charmaine had never seen such a dress in her life. No brand had launched this dress either, so… “Momo, did you really make this for me?” Chris hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Yeah! It’s a gift from me to you. I wanted to wish you a good independence day and that you fly higher after this incident!” Charmaine could not help but rub his head. His acting skills were decent, but how could a child design such a dress?

"I have some urgent matters to attend to. But you should explore all of this, see what you like. I'll assign some maids to come help you organise everything." "All right," I agreed, trying to compose myself. "Thank you again.." He gave me one last warm smile before leaving, closing the door quietly behind him. I stood there for a moment, just breathing, trying to process everything. Then I moved to the bed and began examining the gifts properly. The dresses were exquisite. Silks and satins in jewel tones, delicate lace overlays, embroidered details that must have taken hours to create. Each one was clearly expensive, clearly chosen with care.

But it was deemed fashionable and it was dropped off for me as a gift. My first thought was that it was an apology from Ari but no note was left inside. The dress had a golden embroidery that was made of chiffon material and it clung to my upper body till my waist where it fell freely to my knees. It was a tad too tight. When one of the domestic staff walked inside to tidy up my room, I had her help me with the zipper. I moved to the mirror and pushed the sleeve off of my shoulder to review a healing wound from my fight with Lee.