Beautiful Bond Ch 6. Black Dress
WINONA.
“No, I’ve changed my mind.” I say, turning away from the black dress that sits on the bed.
Azura tilts her head, her hands on her hips. She’s stunning in a slinky teal dress.
“You chose it.” She says pouting. “And frankly, I love it and you would look amazing in it?”
I look away from the doe eyes, knowing I’ll give in and stare at the dress once again.
Yes, I did choose it, but I had a moment of ‘if I was choosing a dress for someone else with my figure, what would I choose? ‘But then I realise I have to put it on… It’s going to show even more cleavage than the dress that Azura had chosen for me!
“I did, but I think it’s a bit too much. I don’t want Marcel to get the wrong idea.” I reply.
What is the wrong idea?
Hmm, I don’t mind the attention even if it makes me so embarrassed. He makes me feel good.
“Marcel, huh?” She winks at me, and I blush, realising I hadn’t said Alpha. ” Maybe you can start saying, Daddy Marcel.” 3
She snickers and I sigh. She becomes serious again and crosses her arms. ” Look Winona, half the women will have their melon-size boobies on show, we Sangue ladies need to show them we also have our cute-sized mangos to flaunt, ok?”
I stare at her. Boobies? Melons? Mangoes?
“Uh…” She isn’t wrong. There will be many more beautiful women than me.
Maybe no one will notice me.
“It is an absolutely gorgeous dress.” She says, holding up the black knee-length dress which has a small slit. The neck is a sweetheart cut with inch-thick straps that are set wide apart.
I do like it… It’s beautiful.
“Ok. You should go and finish getting ready. I’m sorry for wasting so much time. I’ll come to get Phoenix once I’ve changed.”
“Winona… I was going to take Phoenix to this dinner regardless of if you were going to come or not, and that’s going to remain. Tonight’s your night off. Don’t worry about others, just yourself, ok?”
She says with a warm smile.
I nod and give her a warm smile. I truly appreciate her support. “Thank you,
Azura.”
“Anytime.” She walks to the door in those pretty heels that lace up to her knees when I speak up.
“No, I mean, thank you for sending me to the diner last night… It gave us the chance to be able to talk with one another.”
She stops, her hand on the door frame and she grins. “Excellent, so since the talking phase is over, next is…” She tilts her head, looking me over before her eyes sparkle with mischief. “Don’t worry, that’s definitely happening…”
“What is!” I call after her, but she doesn’t reply, her laugh fading as she walks away. I look down at my nails. I’ve painted a deep nude pink and sigh softly.
Time to finish getting ready.
I slip the dress on and look in the mirror, fixing my loose curls. My makeup is neutral, more dewy than normal, and I’ve dared to go a little darker on my lips than usual.
I slip on my black heels and put on the black ribbon choker around my neck and finish off with some earrings. I fix my straps, making sure the strap of my bra remains hidden. I don’t know why, but I decided to wear some pretty lingerie; I believe no one needs to see it but it’s how it makes you feel, and I do feel prettier, maybe even a little sexier. (1
I wonder what Marcel will think of how I look. I push the thought away blushing, apply a spritz of perfume and grab my clutch bag.
Ok, here goes nothing…
I walk down the stairs to see Leo carrying
Phoenix in the hallway and my stomach twists. Will he get upset, knowing I’m dressed up for his father?
He looks up, his icy eyes not giving anything away. “Why do you look guilty- as-fuck?” 2
“Oh, I’m not.” I lie.
I am… aren’t I?
I grip my clutch bag firmly, and he frowns slightly.
“You need to stop acting on edge. Everyone might think you’re being forced to attend the dinner. Dad’s age doesn’t help.” He smirks slightly and I realise he’s teasing. It makes me relax a little
and I smile back.
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