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"Whatever, I'll see you soon." As promised, Rylee arrived a few hours later. We got decked out like we always did for the grand openings. We rarely had a chance to dress up, so whenever a new exhibition was on, we would always go all out. I decided to wear an all-black off-the-shoulder asymmetrical dress. The dress had diamonds embroidered throughout it, making it shine. Rylee, on the other hand, decided to wear a bright red gown. The dress was unique, as it had a cold shoulder design to it, with form-fitting sleeves. The dress was a classic mermaid design with a diamond belt. The dress was both sleek and elegant and suited her perfectly. After this, I may just give her the dress, as I would

My eyes land on the dress, and I feel a little spark of excitement. The dress is a beautiful mix of black and white. Its fitted bodice has long sleeves that exude understated elegance, with a round neckline that keeps it classic. Geometric patterns of white dots and lines swirl across the black fabric, creating a striking contrast that draws the eye. The cinched waist accentuates my figure perfectly, while the skirt flares out just enough to add a touch of playful movement. A broad white band at the hemline ties everything together with a refined, textured finish. It’s chic, versatile, and perfect for whatever Kassian has planned.

"I like the way it hugs your body and doesn't overly show your tits." I nodded and waited for Serene to say something, "I want to see the last option first." I slipped the dress off and put the black one on. It was a one shoulder mermaid dress with a side slit that reached up to my thigh. "That's perfect. Easy access to the fruit and gives the perfect amount of cleavage. My vote is for black." "I'm split between the two. I love red but I adore black." She sighed deeply and took a minute before deciding. "Black."

Chapter 41 The night of the party came faster than I wanted. I stood in front of my mirror for almost thirty minutes, staring at my reflection. I had changed outfits three times already. Nothing felt right. Every dress either felt too tight, too revealing, or not “appropriate” enough for a Black family event. In the end, I settled on a simple black dress that hugged my curves without being too flashy. It stopped just below my knees, and I paired it with a soft cardigan to cover my arms.

Charity flung her arm over my shoulder and said, “Yeah, and ‘On Wednesdays we wear pink. I just laughed and shook my head, these two were too much. After everything was set up I went up to the room that I had shared with Frankie. It was mostly empty because our things had been taken to our new home yesterday. But I just needed a shower and to get dressed. I decided on a black long sleeved bodycon dress with a deep V neckline and double slit sides for the party. It would be easy to take on and off for the pack run and easy access when we get home afterwards for my first heat.

Adrian stepped out, already dressed in black pants and a gray shirt with the sleeves rolled up. “Get up,” he said. “We’re leaving in ten minutes.” I blinked. “Where are we going?” “You’ll see.” He tossed a black bag onto the bed. “Put this on.” I unzipped it. Inside was a thin, black satin dress— short, sleeveless, barely enough to cover me. No underwear. “No bra? No panties?” I asked, my voice quiet. “You won’t need them.” I hesitated, then slid out of bed, naked under his gaze. My hands trembled as I slipped the dress over my head. It clung to me tightly, barely reaching mid-thigh. I tugged at it, feeling exposed.

It was a midi dress with beautiful embroidery designs at the top. The next dress was a stunning red maxi dress that swept the floor. But lastly, there was a black mini dress with long sleeves and a round neckline. "I will go with the black dress," I told Madam Rosa, choosing the black dress from her assistant's hands. Madam Rosa smiled and gave me a nod. "Go ahead and put it on," she gestured, and I went to dress up. As I stood aside and put on the black dress, which had a zipper at the back, I turned to face Madam Rosa and her assistant. They both gasped, their eyes widening in surprise.

Lea’s patience seemed to wear thin as she snapped, “Ahh... You’re a pain to deal with. I’ve shown you around 20 outfits, and you don’t seem to like any of them. Get your ass up and look for yourself.” With a sigh that seemed to carry my resignation, I mumbled, “Fine,” and turned my attention to the vast expanse of Lea’s wardrobe. The sheer volume of clothes before me was enough to make my own modest closet feel like a mere cubby. I sifted through a few outfits, feeling increasingly like a fish out of water in this world of fashion. Amidst the array of colors and styles, a black dress caught my attention. Its elegance and simplicity drew me in, and I immediately pulled it out. The fabric casc

He quickly went out to answer the incoming call. “Can I pick for you, ma’am?” The salon staff asked Beverley politely. “Yes, please....” The staff smiled and quickly selected a black dress that went all the way down her legs. There was a high slit on the left side of her thigh. The top had no straps. It was completely open. “Is it suitable? It’s a wedding party event.” “Ma’am, this is perfect. It’s not too fancy or too simple. The bride won’t feel outdone,” the staff said with a hint of humor.

“Hellooo? Earth to Silvia?” I shook off my thoughts and sighed. “Fine. I’ll go with you.” His face lit up. “Yes! You won’t regret it.” I already did. ●●●●●●●●●●● My dress was unlike anything she had ever worn before. It was sleek and bold, yet effortlessly elegant—a deep midnight black that shimmered faintly under the lights, like the surface of a quiet, endless ocean reflecting the moon. The fabric clung to my curves in all the right places, the silky material cascading down to the floor in a way that was both graceful and commanding.