Julian Hoff- a multimillionaire running a multimillion dollar business alongside his father.
Kindness and compassion were never in Juliens vocabulary.
Involved in the BDSM lifestyle, the sadistic, twisted master never kept a girl for more than the...
"This is an A-line. We can add some more layers underneath to give it a ballgown effect. I know you said you didn't want a lot of layers," Rachel, the dress shop employee pulled on the dress to fit it more to my body.
"Wow"
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"That's more than the reactions we were getting." Shelly laughed.
"It's beautiful. I can't believe I'm getting married." I smiled. "This is it. This is my dress."
"Amazing!" Rachel smiled at me through the mirror. "We can make some alterations. Take in at the waist. Do you want to add more layers?"
"It's perfect as is." I smiled.
"Great. You have a date set for April, so we will ask that you come in for the last fitting a week before your wedding."
"Pose" Noah said.
I just smiled at him through the mirror as he took pics. "Don't let Julian see those!"
"I won't! I'm sending them to chase."
"Tell Chase not to show either!" I said as Rachel was escorting me back to the dressing room.
I quickly changed back into my leggings and sweater.
"We do offer a payment plan. The dress has to be paid in full before the date of the wedding." Rachel said.
"I'll pay in full now. How much?"
"$1,003.28."
I pulled out my wallet and handed her Julian's credit card.
"Julian texted me and asked how it was going." Shelly said, her phone a mile from her face as she's squinting to read the message.
