Veronica Costume Heathers Novels & Stories

I didn’t care. “Understood,” Kade replied evenly. We rounded the final corner and the Vanguard Mall site opened up before us. A handful of workers were already on site, setting up. Morning sunlight poured through the massive glass dome, spilling warm gold across the polished concrete floor. Veronica walked toward us, a folder tucked under one arm. Her hair was pulled into a sleek high ponytail that swayed with every step. The deep burgundy dress hugged her figure just enough to make my pulse kick. She looked at me intensely. She looked all professional, composed—and dangerously alluring. I felt myself twitch, half-hard before she even reached us.

Veronica smiles slightly and stands up as well, and then, she smirks and says to her, ”Stop acting dramatic. I will go and take a bath first.” Several minutes later, the ladies walk out of the building, Alexia is dressed in a silver dress just like Veronica but she is wearing one that has short hands that loosely lay on her hands. Her hair is curled and a rosy bow is kept beside her ear to put her hair in place. Her small sized face is flawless even with the little make up she has on. Her shoulders and neck are bare but her dress lay on her sides till it sweeps the floor. The pencil dress swings as she moves but veronica’s dress, is short and it meets her knees.

So, she was going to have him. Forming a plan in her mind, she stripped herself of her clothes and replaced them with her favourite black lace bra and panties. Veronica slipped a large coat over it and put her feet into a pair of her favourite black stilettos. She then freshened up her make up to accentuate her features.

Vera moves to yet another door, opening it to reveal a walk-in closet larger than my entire apartment. I step inside, unable to suppress a small gasp at the sheer extravagance. Rows upon rows of designer clothes fill the space, organized by color and style. Evening gowns, casual wear, lingerie, shoes, accessories—an entire wardrobe curated with exquisite taste. "Mr. Westfield had these delivered this morning." Vera's tone reveals nothing about what she thinks of her employer's presumption, but the implication hangs heavy in the air. He knew exactly how today would unfold. While I thought I was orchestrating Alexander's downfall, Kieran was already preparing for my captivity.

I just picked the outfit of dark blue which is a sparkling dress and sophisticated one. I preferred to choose this dress because this is the first time I am entering public as Jasmine Warner. I matched the dress with a matching brace, chain, I left my hair to the side, and applied a little amount of makeup. I am not a makeup freak, but I just applied some gloss and enlightened my orbs as they are dark green by giving them a smoky effect. I completed at around quarter to 8, and picked my black pointed heels and got out of my house and made my way towards the party where it is being held. I also informed Jen as she is my friend and also an assistant to attend the party for support. I got int

Author's POV Veronica looked at the mirror and fixed her long satin silver gown which has deep neck and it's designed like it will push up her breasts and will give her very sexy look. Long slit which was displaying her tempting long leg and she was wearing thigh chain which was adding stars to her sexy look. She has curled her long hair and finished her look with high heels. She was looking hot in that dress and nude makeup.

Ezra says. Veronica leans over, kissing me. "I want to fuck you both every night, please," Veronica says. She turns the other way and kisses Ezra. He broke her easily, or is she playing him. I have a feeling there is a lot more to Veronica than meets the eye. She wants out of here, and the best way to get out of here is by spreading her legs and giving Ezra what he wants. It is more than that. She is willing and ready. Veronica is seducing us, and I am here for it. Let's see where this ride goes.

When 5:00 pm arrives, Saphira needs to change her clothes. She takes her suitcase and the chosen clothes and quickly showers first. She knew the meeting with Mayer was scheduled for 3:30 hours, so she decided to hurry up and get the bathroom ready for the CEO. She undresses, showers, wraps her long hair in a towel, and puts another around her body. She takes out the black and lacy lingerie she bought when she arrived in New York—a wonderful Victoria's Secret set that had cost her dearly but was the only gift she had bought for herself.

This somehow hurts me, as she could not stand me around her. “Just listen to me. I would rather not create a scene here.” I say as I hold her from leaving. “What I am to say to you is far more important than your ego.” I add. “What do you want to say.” She says as she stops. “Its Veronica. She is dying and she is asking for you. She wants to talk to you about something. Furthermore, she only has days to live, so you must hurry before it is too late.” I say hoping to see an emotional Rebecca in front of me, but I guess I was wrong, she just looked at me so coldly.

She looked at Angela with keen, scrutinizing eyes that made Angela's skin prickle. She said, "Natasha Maddison," and Angela could hear a small accent in her voice that she couldn't quite place. Possibly European. "I'm playing Veronica, the rival costume designer who tries to steal Sophia's designs and pass them off as her own." Keisha smiled and said, "The villain."