Novel & Cerita Trina Vega Outfits

Vega POV. If there was ever a time the slow-motion music walk should be used, this was it. I could already hear that song "I'm so fancy" playing in my head. I made a show of getting out of Andrianna's car cause why not. The makeover had turned out great. I kept my curls, detoxed, got my nails done, and got new clothes and shoes, the weather was looking great, and I could already see myself winning the money. Facts. I was wearing a black crop top, with black shorts, and high boots. I preferred the getup because being in a dress just didn't work for me, except if it was a very formal gathering.

"Thank God, I thought you guys were about to bail or something." Trina pulled me into a tight hug as soon as we entered the loud club. She looked beautiful as always wearing a pair of skinny blue jeans and a low cut sequential top. It was a Friday night so the entire place was jam packed and I could see women dressed way more provocative than me. My dress was actually pretty decent compared to them.

It was the Luna who had broken the silence made by my entrance, she performed a small bow to which the rest of the pack house followed suit causing me to stifle an eye roll, she smiled which seemed to light up her perfectly painted face, and show off her true beauty. Trina looked a lot more glamorous than the last time I had met her, high waisted white pants rested on her legs, and a black short sleeved blouse on her torso, her hair was scraped back into a tight neat bun and her bangs rested either side of her face perfectly, she was really very beautiful, meanwhile, the casual t-shirt and shorts that I was wearing still hung off me like a sack, and my hair was now lying lifeless down my bac

I say, looking at them from head to toe. Gianna is wearing a cropped white graphic tee, paired with high waisted jeans that cinched her waist perfectly. Her white sneakers are spotless and her small black tote bag dangles from her shoulder. She's wearing tiny hoops and a delicate chain. Valentina is wearing a dark green mini skirt paired with a fitted black tank top, tuck in to highlight her hour glass shape. She's wearing a sandal which gives her extra height, and layered necklaces. And me?? I am wearing a sleek, body hugging black midi dress with a high slit that teases just the right amount of thighs.

THE NEXT DAY, Vivienne made her way to her kids’ rooms to check if they were ready for their family day out. Vince was already dressed in a navy blue t-shirt, cargo shorts, and a pair of sturdy sneakers, his face showing his usual calm and collected expression. Vera, on the other hand, was dressed in a bright pink athletic top, matching leggings, and a pair of colorful running shoes. Her hair was neatly tied into two pigtails, and she seemed as excited as ever. Vivienne herself wore a comfortable yet stylish outfit—an olive-green tank top, black leggings, and lightweight hiking shoes, perfect for their agenda for today.

"Well, isn't that Vanya?" She turned and saw Winn and Trina getting out of a luxury car. Winn was wearing a seductive silver lace dress that accentuated her curves. The diamonds on the dress glittered in the dark, looking utterly extravagant—she clearly took this gala very seriously. Trina, beside her, was dressed sweetly and cutely. Her pink body-con dress made her look youthful, but next to Winn's lavish outfit, she looked like a mere sidekick. Vanya raised an eyebrow. "Winn, you certainly look stunning today."

ALINA'S POV "Spunk?" Huh? I turned around, the familiar voice pausing me in my tracks. Which wasn't much of a hurried one anyways. "Ms. Vega! Oh wow, you're here." "Yeah I am," she grinned, approaching me in yet another snazzy outfit. A tailored white blazer over a black mini dress and white canvas to match. "You look wow!" I gushed, watching her get close. "Are you always so stylish?"

Ay. There’s always a group dinner whenever agents are in town, and to stay in the game, I’m forced to mingle. Tonight, I’ve chosen my weapon: a Trina mesh-ruche midi dress, the fabric gathered along the sides and waist to hug my shape, hem brushing just below the knees. It’s sheer in all the right places, giving glimpses of a slip I hope he will notice. My hair tumbles in loose waves down my back. I slip on Jimmy Choo Zea sandals, sky-high to stretch every curve. If tonight’s a battlefield, I’m ready to slay. I am positive Cristian Zavala will be there, so I take extra care. Two can play this game, amigo.

I said sarcastically. " Everything will work out Trina ...you'll see, "she said. Changing into shorts and a loose shirt pulling my hair up I head to the kitchen to make something to eat. After that I checked some more emails I decided to do a quick video I run upstairs to change into some peach-color joggers to match the long sleeve cropped sweatshirt. I set up my camera and the small light I stored in the magic bag along with some other things, an front of medium brown sofa chair with plain beige color walls.

He loves me… But why does he still prefer Trisha? Why are they there when he loves me? I do not understand. I want to understand but he can’t give me an answer to the question why he can’t leave Trisha? After we had breakfast, we all headed straight to the sea. Everyone has their own swimwear. My two friends didn’t lose in their red criss cross bikini swimsuit and beach skirt for Reign and black cut-one shoulder bikini swimsuit for Kez. Trisha, on the other hand, wore a lilac self tie bikini swimsuit that further highlighted her white complexion.