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After that, I put the sheet over my naked body and went to the closet to get some clothes. Plus, the door opening scared me. “Arman?” He was wearing a black suit and carrying a black box with a red ribbon. "For you..." With a sigh, I said, "I really doubt it would be a good idea for me to go down to meet your friends and your parents..." He turned on the light, he saw all the bruises on my body from the rough sex we had. "That's why I brought you this long dress for tonight," he said as he opened the box.

She cautiously approached it and opened the bags. A pair of red and gold wedges heels were inside with a white solid eyelet buckled suspenders rompers. There was even underwear for her and a bunch of make up. Ambrose make up line. There was also a note along with the things. I have no idea what you like to wear but I am sure you will love the clothes. I don’t know which type of make up you wear so I bought a variety of those. She was amazed and shocked by the humble and warm gesture. Was there such a man in the world?

I respond unborthered. "Okay we're cool" she heaves. "I knew you'll come around" I chuckle. "Whatever,mission first,love aside" she pulls a lengthy black coloured gown. It's armless,turtle necked and diamond designed. Generally it's perfect for all occasions. "Fabulous" we mumble in usion. "It's mine!" Alex claims. "Wasn't after it and I prefer this" I pull similar but red coloured gown. "Oh geez…" she drools.

I honestly let her know Grabbing my arm we got to my room, where she went through my closet leaving me staring at her going crazy throwing my clothes all over the room, finally, she came out with a red dress with a cross pattern on the back and a slit so high, I was afraid that one wrong move the whole thing will split in half. “ uhmm Love you don't think I'm going to wear that? Do you ?” I asked her while I stare at the red dress Laughing she says “ no, but I thought it'll give you some ideas on how to have your dress”

Throwing myself into work, and everything that came with it. From a peripheral peek, I saw her drag down the end of her dress like it was supposed to miraculously increase the length, and she tried repeatedly. I almost smiled at how adorable she looked, I had chosen the short gold armless dress on purpose and almost lost my speech capacity when she walked out wearing it. It hugged her perfectly around her chest and waist, making it impossible to ignore the curves that hid underneath its fabric. Her hair fell over her shoulder complementing the dress. She wore a pair of matching heels I had gotten alongside which made her look taller. The dress exposed a little bit of her cleavage and I saw h

Before I could respond, my mother excused herself and left the room. Lovey approached me, her flawless features and stunning dress making me feel a flicker of self-consciousness. "So, Ms. Selena," she began, gesturing towards a chair, "what kind of clothing do you feel most comfortable in?" We discussed styles and preferences, eventually reaching a comfortable conclusion. Lovey turned out to be surprisingly friendly and easy to talk to. She promised to deliver my clothes soon, advising me to clear out a section of my closet for her "set of fire armor." "These aren't just ordinary clothes," she explained with a smile. "They're designed to make our clients feel powerful and confident."

Only one new employee who didn't know her paced towards her and greeted her with a smile, but before she could say anything another shoo attendant walked up to her. "You're free to look around as you please. However, no touching is allowed." The shop attendant said rudely.. " How am I supposed to know the material if I can't touch the clothes? " Vanessa frowned. The shop attendant clicked her tongue impatiently" This is L'amore. Don't you know all our clothes are made out of high quality cotton and linen? Naturally, the prices of these clothes are expensive, starting at five figure. If you're uncomfortable with the pricing, you should try the other shops. "When she was overseas, L'amore was

"I don't want clothing that are that are made for my exact size if that's what you mean.Clothing from Kris Wears is fine. " Clothing from a Chain store?Is that what she wore?maybe that's why her breasts pushed against her button ups easily"You cannot be seen with me with a clothing from Kris Wears and if you get your custom measurement maybe your breasts won't be trying to escape your top like they are now."They are a bit larger for your size"I informed her wisely. Her mouth dropped,her face became red while her cheeks turned pink.she opened and close her mouth for a moment as if she was at a loss for words"Get out"she finally said.

The low coffee table in front of her was littered with books and papers and she was leafing through the pages of a thick folder, so absorbed that she seemed to be unaware of him. For a few seconds, Armel stood still and allowed his eyes to roam over her mass of honey blonde hair and perfectly defined heart-shaped face. Her grey silk robe was vaguely familiar from the past and Armel frowned as he focused on the way the edges had parted to reveal the wisp of silk and lace beneath. Every item of clothing he had bought for her when she’d lived with him had been chosen with the express purpose of pleasing him, particularly her nightwear, and his mouth tightened cynically as he wondered whether sh