Novel & Cerita The Perfect Lady

Taking a deep breath, she climbed up the porch steps and knocked. For a very long moment, nothing, then, the door slowly opened by just an inch. One green eye, narrow and unreadable, peered through the slit. Then a slow, mocking grin. "Well, well," the voice drawled. "Look who finally crawled back to me." The door creaked open enough to reveal a tall woman in her late fifties. Evelyn Maddox was a beauty that had bloomed into something cold and harsh, like an ice-encrusted diamond left out in the snow.

The area had been decorated beautifully with flowers and candles, despite it being late morning and light outside, it gave the shaded courtyard an enchanting glow. Seraphina was sure to keep her eyes lowered as she served the guests so as not to draw too much attention to herself and made sure that her long tresses kept her chest covered. As the last of the guests arrived, the De-Vander family made their descent down the steps to the courtyard. Lady Persephone was the picture of purity will her long blonde tresses flowing softly around her and wearing a delicate white gown that hugged her curves with a neckline that plunged all the way to her belly button. Thanks to Seraphina’s work last nig

When I walked out of the funeral home, the Perfect Wife app my boyfriend, Ryan Keller, developed popped up with its 99th penalty notification. [Perfect Wife Score: -3. Reason: Too many calls.] I opened the app. Three years' worth of deductions filled the screen. I lost a point for asking him to pick me up from work in the pouring rain. Apparently, that made me too dependent. Three more disappeared after a fight because I refused to admit I was wrong. According to the app, that made me dishonest. Then there were the ten points I lost because I once asked Mom to pretend she was sick for me. Apparently, that meant she had raised me badly. I scrolled through the list without feeling much o

She replied. “Well, nothing is impossible for me. So, you want a perfect boyfriend, right?” Klayton said as he rubbed his chin. This is so weird. Okay, maybe this is only a 3d game or whatever. She thought. “So, do you want a perfect boyfriend? Hello?” Klayton asked again. Mukgu gulps. What should I do? Should I proceed? “Um, yes. How can I have that perfect boyfriend?” She asked Klayton even though she’s really skeptical about it.

“Maybe that’s why I need you. You don’t let the chaos win.” She rolled her eyes, trying to deflect all the sweet praise from what he said. “You need me because I’m good at my job. Don’t make it personal.” “It already is,” Roman answered, his voice lower. The air moved between them, the lines she had boldy tried establishing blurring in ways she wasn’t ready to accept. "I am going to rest my head" Ava said closing her eyes immediately as she tried to ruin the weird tension. By morning, Ava’s phone buzzed with hundreds of messages. The article had gone viral, and the damage was spreading. Clara called first, her voice rigid.

She teased. I pulled her in a hug, happy to have met her. Definitely someday, she'd know the truth about me and my baby… probably, soon. There was a gentle tap on the door. It opened to reveal Lady Lucia. If perfection were a person, it was her. She looked… not a word to describe her. Elegant in her flamboyant silver dress with elaborate hands that had a slit in the middle that ran up to her elbow, she would make everyone in the room stare thrice. Her hair was braided neatly, and her luxury accessories added to her perfection.

Approaching him was a beautiful young lady with long golden hair like the sun rays and her smooth sexy body which was barely covered by the thin fabric of her dress was glittering and shining like crystals. Who is she?

The glamour of it all was suffocating, and I fought the urge to shrink in my seat out of low esteem. The car's door opens, and Thane Reed steps out confidently in a suave white suit. His smile is refined but light as he turns to help his companion, supermodel Lulu, out of the car. She glides out in a shimmering, off-shoulder gown that probably costs more than what I make a year. They pose elegantly for the camera shots, absorbing the attention like royalty.

As she walked to the counter to place her order, she noticed that there were very few people in the shop, unlike the last time she had been there and the soft orchestra music that played in the background was perfect, setting the right mood- a cheerful and soothing ambiance, perfect for her morning. “Good morning.” she greeted with a sing-songy voice. Her attendant just so happened to be the same black lady from yesterday. Now that Ivy saw her up close, the attendant seemed to be very young, probably in her early twenties. “Good morning ma’am.” the lady replied, absentmindedly. “Oh my God!” she suddenly gasped as soon as their eyes met, startling Ivy.

the lady said, introducing herself to Greg and moving a little closer to him. Greg quickly pulled himself together, knowing that she had seen Oscar, preparing himself for what to say to her in case she asked after him, “hi, Greg,” he replied, introducing himself too and glancing briefly behind her before turning his gaze again to her face. She is a beautiful lady, he said inwardly, taking note of her beauty.