The Perfect Lady Novels & Stories

A huge smile that'd have passed as genuine except that I knew better. She started walking towards us, nah, catwalking admist loud cat calls and whistle from different angle and some people not asking themselves; Is that not Sophia Williams? That must be Sophia Williams. Oh, she must be friends with the celebrant. She was putting on a very short black gown that stopped just above her butt line, thereby flaunting her perfectly long and toned legs. The gown hugged her body perfectly, highlight her curves and even from where I sat, I could tell that it was so tight and I wondered how she'd be breathing in that fight thing.

She is really sensitive about everything and always tries to hide her problems from us. "It's is about Farhan's mom " "What did that lady Voldemort do and why the hell do you listen to her. I always knew she is evil " that lady always gets on my nerves. I hate her, she reminds me of those gossipy and nagging aunties of T.V serials.

she rants but I just kissed her and she smiled. We might fight, she might not admit to what I want to hear but it doesn’t change the fact that we are perfect for each other. The end.

I’m Every Woman Like many young girls, Dynasty, the driven CEO of Flawless, once dreamed of magical worlds filled with adventure. She imagined herself as a stunning model walking down Paris runways, enchanting everyone, or as a graceful ballerina dancing effortlessly on grand stages under bright lights. In her future dreams, she pictured herself as a loving wife, surrounded by the joyful laughter of children, creating a warm and happy home. Growing up under the care and support of Beverly and those around her helped Dynasty believe that true happiness and success were within her reach.

Ariana's eyes welled up, "Zoey, Born Beauty has such a promising future. Don't be irresponsible just because of some unpleasantness?" Nelson scoffed, "Ariana is really looking out for you. Once you leave Born Beauty, you'll never find another design studio that will take you in!" As soon as he finished speaking, a clear female voice rang out. "Who says there isn't?" Everyone's gaze fell on the woman who walked into the conference room. She had a princess cut hairstyle, was dressed in a white suit, and wore seven-centimeter white high heels, exuding a cool aura. Behind her was a petite assistant wearing black-rimmed glasses.

Arc As Pete knelt before her, Lady Legasus's gaze softened, and she reached out a hand to gently stroke his hair. The soft whisper of her fingers through his locks sent shivers down his spine. Her touch seemed almost maternal, yet hinted at deeper, more complicated emotions. The sweet scent of blooming flowers wafted from her perfume, reaching for them, entrancing them all. "Rise, dear subject," she said, her voice husky and seductive, like velvet caressing their skin. The warm glow of candles flickered, casting a golden light on her face.

the lady exclaimed, still relishing the wonderful sight. Her statement made Laura smile and blush. Her cheeks were turning red. She didn't know how Lim was going to react when he saw her looking this hot! What is happening to me? Why am I so concerned about how he is going to react when he sees me? She said inwardly but never let a word out. "And I have the prefect shoes for this gown!" The lady exclaimed as she went for the shoes and searched through them. When she found what she was looking for, she opened the box and took it out. It was a pair of nude heels, and as she had said, it matched perfectly with the gown on her body.

From the looks of her appearance, the lady looked young and was probably in her late twenties. The lady turned around when she heard footsteps entering the room, and her features had surprised Summer. ‘She’s gorgeous! I have never seen such a flawless-looking person,’ Summer gasped to herself. She had a small V-shaped face, brows beautifully shaped with rounded arches, clear almond-shaped eyes, and a pair of small plump lips. Black luscious locks framed her face and cascaded down around her shoulders. She could even play as Aphrodite or any goddess from the ancient mythologies.

With shaking fingers, she reached for his wrist and pressed two fingertips to the thin skin over his vein. Nothing. Her feet stopped moving entirely. Her breath caught. Her lips parted. Her voice came out so quiet it could have been carried away by the wind. "No… that's not possible." The estate doctor finally arrived—dragged along by a servant, out of breath. "Princess, please let go of the Prince Consort so I can check for a pulse." Keisha didn't move. "Princess? PRINCESS?" When she didn't respond, Thomas ordered two servants to pull Sebastian out of her arms.

I was also always there for her when she needed a shoulder to cry on. I had treated her like a little sister, yet this was how she repaid me. Still, I knew this wasn't the right time to expose them. "Elise, are you deaf?" Damian snapped. "Why aren't you saying anything?" I swallowed the fury rising in my chest and forced a smile. "I heard you. Don't worry. I'll take the diet seriously." "Really?" Talia's eyes lit up a little too fast. She leaned forward, practically glowing with anticipation. "It should be enough as long as you lose 40 pounds. Personally, I think 80 pounds is the perfect weight. That's the best weight, really."