NovelEnglishBeautiful 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.
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.
“I
“I... I want to try to give us a chance.” I whisper, looking down at my feet.
He walks over, rocking the beautiful little angel who looks gorgeous in a baby pink coloured dress. He places a hand on my
shoulder, and I look up.
“Then don’t let anything hold you back. You and Dad both deserve happiness.
Nothing between us will change, regardless of what you become, mated, married, whatever. You’ll still be the girl I brought home.
One who had nowhere to go but still had a glimmer of fire in her eyes to survive. We never labelled our relationship, but as time
passed, you became family. So, nothing will change that. Now chin up and stop feeling fucking guilty. Even Phoenix agrees.” He
looks down at his daughter, smiling faintly as she blinks back up at him. 4
His words are honest, and I promise myself I can’t keep having them trying with me and then not taking the next step myself. I
promise this is the last time I’ll doubt his feelings on the matter. I also promise to be kind and thoughtful of his feelings regarding
his mother going forward, but I won’t let it come between closing the gap between Marcel and I
“Alright, look at us.” Azura says, sauntering down the steps hand in hand with Corrado.
“Yes, we look amazing!” Corrado adds, and I smile softly.
I will never say it out loud, but sometimes
I miss having Corrado wait for me, and wanting to spend time with me. I’m just happy I’m still part of his life, even if I’m not the
one he looks for when his father isn’t around. The truth is, he was never as attached to me as he is to Azura. She was always.
meant to fill that role, and I’m just glad that I can still be a part of his life. That I was able to be there for him when he used to cry
for his father. I will always cherish that and if... Marcel and I take it further, we’ll be tied even further as a family forever. 1
Corrado doesn’t need me as much as he once used to.
“Well, Dad’s picking you up. He should be here soon.” Leo says after kissing Azura.
I nod and they all leave together. Leo holds the door open with his foot, still carrying the little princess and kissing
Azura again, all at once.
That is an impressive feat... 2
The door shuts, and silence follows. I hear the car drive off, I sigh, left alone in the house and I hum to myself, but barely a few
minutes have gone by, when the doorbell rings.
My heart skips a beat and I take a deep breath before I walk over and pull it open. If I wanted to act composed, it’s gone.
Oh, he looks so handsome...
His hair is pulled back in a messy yet incredibly sexy man bun, with a few strands falling over his forehead. I notice the glint of
the small ring in his right ear.
He’s dressed in a black shirt that has a few buttons open, paired with black pants that are belted, and he’s wearing smart black
boots.
I look up at him, thinking we’ve both been silent for several moments, but his eyes are burning gold as he looks at me. There’s
an animalistic hunger in them and I feel my core clench.
“You look... ravishing.” He says, his voice sounding far deeper than normal, and it’s usually very deep.
“Thank you, you look handsome too,” I reply bravely, my voice coming out in a breathless squeak.
Oh Winona, woman up!
“I wasn’t sure what would be a fitting gift, since this isn’t something that I usually do... but I got you a little something.”
“Oh?” I wasn’t expecting that. 1
He reaches into his pocket, and I blush when I notice the outline of his manhood, I quickly look away. (3
“Here.” He offers me a small square box and I take it slowly. My heart skips a beat when I flip it open. It contains a delicate
choker and bracelet set.
I suddenly feel overwhelmed by emotions.
This is for me...
“Oh, it’s beautiful! Thank you.” I say. Would it be right to wear it today? To show I really do love it, because I do. “Is it ok if I put it
on?”
“Sure.” He replies. I look around for a place to put the box but instead, he reaches over and takes out the necklace from the box.
“Allow me.”
My heart skips a beat and I slowly reach up to remove the black ribbon I had added, but he shakes his head. “No, it’s perfect.
Keep it on.” I don’t argue, slowly turning my back to him and raising my hair slowly. I can hear his heart racing as much as my
own and when his fingers brush my neck, I can’t help but let my eyes flutter shut.
The way his touch felt... my stomach feels funny, and I feel giddy as sparks of pleasure run through me. I bite my lip softly. 2
He places the cool metal against my neck, tugging it, so it sits just below the ribbon, his fingertips grazing my skin, making my
heart pound harder and when he finally clasps it shut, his fingers ghost over my shoulder ever so tantalisingly.
“There, all done.” He says huskily.
I open my eyes, the urge to lean back against him overcomes me and since I promised myself I wouldn’t hold back, I do exactly
that, subtly letting my behind touch him and I turn slightly, my shoulder brushing his chest as I look at him. 7
“Thank you.” I whisper softly as our eyes lock...
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