Chapter 133
Beautiful Bond Ch 6. ck Dress
WINONA.
“No, I’ve changed my mind.” I say, turning away from the ck 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.”
She snickers and I sigh. She bes serious again and crosses her arms. ” Look Winona, half the
women will have their melon-size boobies on show, we Sanguedies need to show them we also have
our cute-sized mangos to unt, 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 ck 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’lle to get Phoenix
once I’ve changed.”
“Winona… I was going to take Phoenix to this dinner regardless of if you were going toe 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 thatce up to her knees when I speak up.
“No, I mean, thank you for sending me to the dinerst 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, herugh 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 ck heels and put on the ck 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-f*ck?” 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 rx 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
ces 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 be, 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 neverbelled our rtionship, but as time passed, you became family. So, nothing will
change that. Now chin up and stop feeling f*cking guilty. Even Phoenix agrees.” He looks down at his
daughter, smiling faintly as she blinks back up at him.
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 thest 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 ite
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 d 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.
This is my family and I think finding my mate now was the perfect time, because
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…
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 s*ips 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 s*xy 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 ck shirt that has a few buttons open, paired with ck pants that are belted, and
he’s wearing smart ck 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 voiceing out in a breathless squeak.
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“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.
“Here.” He offers me a small square box and I take it slowly. My heart s*ips 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 ce to put the box but instead, he reaches over and takes out
the ne from the box. “Allow me.”
My heart *ips a beat and I slowly reach up to remove the ck 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.
He ces 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 sps 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 ovees 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.
“Thank you.” I whisper softly as our eyes lock…