IT was a cold dark night. Somewhere in the city was the opening of the new Opera house that Vincenzo Armani created. The business mogul wanted to expand his business. In front of the Opera house there were a lot of people in front it waiting to get...
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• listen to the song <3 and the dress is what she wears to the auction.•
THE DRESS THAT Vincenzo had bought for me was extremely beautiful but I felt unnerved to wear it. I was bigger than most so I don't know how this would flatter my figure. While the insecureness that I had felt through out high school has dwindled sometimes it came back stronger than before.
Looking at the dress another sigh came out from me, I pulled the dress up and looked at it in all its glory. It was truly beautiful, I brought it to the mirror and looked at myself. I let out sigh, I needed to make myself ready anyways.
Vincenzo also invited me to sing a couple of songs there, this would be different than the usual setting.
After the bath finished, I put on the dress and did my lace front, which was a struggle to learn, I also did my make up. I did a light make up since I felt that that would be best, I hoped that no one saw that this was amateur shit.
Lastly what I did was put on the heels—which Vincenzo also bought—and went in front of the mirror once again. A small gasp left my mouth when I saw myself, I truly looked beautiful. The dress hugged my figure it didn't hide anything, I tried not to let it bother me but I would probably try to hide my figure during the whole night, unless my confidence reappeared.
I had never wore a dress that was strapless on one side but I didn't mind, I also liked the gloves a lot so it seemed I was done. Oh not yet I had to add a touch of perfume but he did like my natural scent thought... alas it wasn't only about him.
I made the decision to not wear a necklace so I only needed to get my back, after I did I went downstairs where a car was waiting. I felt special, being brought things and getting driving by a chauffeur? This could only happen in dreams but here I was being doted on, I must say I like this feeling.
The driver opened the door for him, with a smile and gratitude I took a seat. I felt stiff being alone in what I presume to be one of Vincenzo's cars. The ride to the auction went swift and we arrived, the driver opened the door for me when I stepped out I saw a lot of cars that looked really expensive. A lot of people were here too, everything about them screamed expensive.
I tried not to show my discomfort but tonight I had to pretend that I was one of them. I looked around and didn't see Vincenzo I wonder where he could be. I didn't know if I just had to stand next to the car or if I should already go inside. I looked at the driver but he was already gone, I didn't even notice it all.
"Miss Nellie Rose?" A soft masculine voice startles me, with my hands flailing around I turned towards the person. "It's you." I exhaled.
