Villainess Dress Novels & Stories

She dressed up in the most revealing clothes she every got, her cleavages and her were all exposed to the men who ogled at her. The office was brimming, and of course new members would be welcome with a meeting, The CEO would be present for like the third time in history. Aubrey smirked only if her sugar daddy was working with the company, she was a aspiring model only at the top because of her sugar daddy though her family was not not aware of her illicit act, they always thought their baby girl was pure and innocent. The board meeting starting after a few minutes and Aubrey couldn't help but gape in wonder, The CEO was a sight to behold, his hair, eyes and jaw were just perfect, he was lik

The ring that made everyone fear me because of Zavi Coville. I am Mrs Covillie now, I am gonna be soon. "Okay, darling. It's my turn to shine. I made this, particularly for you." She said, not knowing I sneaked a peak of it yesterday night. The dress was very beautiful, I wondered how it was gonna look in daylight. She slid the purple curtain and I gasped. It was perfect, standing in front of me. It was on the mannequin. It was long and sleeveless with ivory flowers sewn at the bottom. It was the most beautiful dress I've ever seen.

Of course, people's eyes immediately fell on the dress she was wearing at that time. Off-shoulder dress in blue that expands frilly at the bottom. Boasting her beautiful and smooth white shoulders that no one else had seen before. With a collarbone that looks well-defined and tantalizing cleavage. What a completely different appearance from Fuschia – a Crown Princess who is known to be conservative. But it wasn't only because of the dress that people were shocked, and their faces were flushed red. But because Fuschia intentionally boasted the love bites around her neck and collarbone. The bites were so obvious that anyone who saw it immediately flustered.

A way to mess with his business rival? Ignacio had sent an entire outfit for her to wear, including a dress, heels and jewelry. As the day had progressed and she'd prepared for her meeting with Reyes she began to feel more and more like a pawn in some deadly game. She wore a beautiful white dress that clung lovingly to every curve. It was curved along her legs to give the illusion of length along one thigh, but if she moved wrong it would also give a tantalizing glimpse high on her other thigh. It was sleeveless with a neckline that plunged halfway to her stomach. She didn't bother with a bra. She'd been blessed with decent cleavage, but hadn't been eating well lately, which had shrunk some

The dress was pure white, creating a sense of innocence and purity that contrasted beautifully with the sultry, form-fitting silhouette. The dress featured a plunging neckline, revealing just enough skin to be enticing without being overly revealing. Delicate spaghetti straps crisscrossed at the back, adding a touch of sophistication to the design. The bodice of the gown was adorned with a beautiful floral print, each delicate blossom blending seamlessly into the fabric.

She shut the phone off in my face. I went back up the stairs and prepared for the date. I didn't know how classy he wanted me to dress, but I sure went all out. It was a deep v-cut dress that exposed my upper body, it was lacy and see-through too. It was a high split that stopped at the top of my thigh, it was also like a mermaid dress. I wore black pumps a black purse and silver jewelry. I did a heavy makeup look that matched. It was my revenge dress, absolutely stunning.

Hilaire, the elusive and influential figure who held the key to her future. She slipped into a dress that exuded confidence and power. It was a tailored sheath, crafted from a rich, dark emerald green fabric that flowed over her curves like liquid silk. The neckline was a subtle V-shape, drawing attention to her collarbone and hinting at the intelligence and strength that resided within her. A single, carefully placed gold button at the waist accentuated her figure, adding a touch of sophistication and elegance. As she finished dressing, Maite added the finishing touches: a pair of sleek black heels, a delicate gold necklace that shimmered against her skin, and a touch of bold red lipstick t

On the pure white lace, the embroidery it is sewn with silver thread and from time to time small crystals give shine to the dress. “Who will wear this dress? "Max asks, because the dress will be presented in a live show and then exposed for jury analysis. "I was thinking of…" and she just looks at Max and closes her eyes and says suddenly. “Vivienne” “Why her?’ Max asks her unable to understand her choice. “Because she is just like me. A human mated with a wolf. And she will have the right attitude to wear this dress ” "Vivienne is a dwarf," Max said with a laugh. "Everyone will have gorgeous models."

"I'll look for them. See you!" He left, and Richard nodded at me before following him. The Jones family may have treated me like I was effectively disowned, never taking me to any of these elite events, but I wasn't at all intimidated. I had won a few international fashion design contests before—award shows weren't that different in terms of effect. I spotted Lisbeth in the distance. She wore the first dress I made for her: a dark green evening gown with Victorian aristocratic elements. The dress was form-fitting until it reached the waist, where it flared into a slight A-line shape. Lisbeth looked regal, stately, wise, and even a little younger.

"I don't think that's a good idea. He's probably going to be there." "Exactly," Isla grins wickedly, laying the dress on my bed like she's presenting a battle plan. "That's the whole point. You show up looking like a goddess, prove to everyone that you're thriving, and make him eat his heart out." The dress is stunning – deep emerald green that will complement my eyes, with a neckline that's suggestive without being trashy. It's the kind of dress that makes a statement, the kind that says 'look what you lost' without saying anything at all.