A verse for you: Psalm 2 Vrs 11 "Serve the lord with fear and rejoice in trembling"
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2/02/24
4;00pm
Elizabeth was thinking of what to wear to her Investors party. She walked round the section for dresses.
She didn't want to wear anything too glamorous she just wanted to wear something nice that was why she didn't call up her designer.
" Hii" she heard someone call behind her, she dropped the dress she was checking out to look at the person curiosily. It was a little girl staring at her with her big beady bottle green eyes .
" Ummm... Hello"
" Are you Elizabeth Rose Williams I mean the young CEO "
" No actually" she smirked.
" But you look like her" she protested.
" But I am not her" she smiled.
" Mommy there's this woman....."
" Omg! Elizabeth Williams " the woman exclaimed coming close to her.
" But I thought you said you were not" the little girl was confused.
" Can I get a picture please?" The woman already brought out her phone before Elizabeth could protest.
She agreed anyways getting out of the store to a more sophisticated one.
She walked round the store not satisfied so she called up her assistant.
" Hey Lydia I need a good dress for Mr Bruno's party asap"
" Yes ma" she headed home going to her bathtub preparing herself a bubble bath.
She made sure to shave off the hairs on her legs and her pubic areas.
Her competitor Ashton Knight was going to be there she didn't want to look like a hot mess in front of him. He is actually contending with her as the top CEOS of the advertising companies.
In no time her dress arrived. She opened the door collecting the package from the delivery guy.
She quickly tore it open, it was a blue fitted long gown with one thin spaghetti strap with a flay at the end . She sized it and it fits perfectly immediately she ordered food and did a little work on her computer before dressing up.
She called up her makeup artist and her stylist who did a good job at making her look good.
Not like she couldn't do her makeup herself she just didn't like doing her makeup herself whenever she was going for a big outing.
She wore her gown which hugged her slim waist perfectly and her small round breast. Her shape was so evident in the gown she twirled in front of the mirror admiring her elegant self. She wore a black heels to go with it.
She picked up a black bag putting in her essential things in it before stepping into her car.
In no time the driver got to the venue and she stepped out in all grace and poise cameras flashing on her face. She walked on the red carpet like a pro that she was.
" Miss Williams" the paparazzis were coming close to her wanting to ask her questions but her bodyguards were quick to stop them.
" Miss Williams why aren't you married? Why are....." Elizabeth turned her back casting a glare to the reporter who spoke before walking in.
Why do reporters like to prey into people's life? When are you getting married? When are you having kids ? Can't they just mind their freaking business.
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The Transgressor ✓Proverbs 13 Vrs 15✓
Spiritual" You can't deny the fact that God wants to use you Elizabeth work for...." " Get out!" she said in a low voice. " Eliza....." " I said get the fuck out" Okay.... There isn't much description to this story but.. if you read you will understand. XX.
