Deadly Rose

Chapter 12: Jazlyn

We all decided to go out in late afternoon to town. The boys were at a cafe nearby while Angelina and I went to a few boutiques together. It was planned that we shop for dresses and head over to a new club that was downtown.

"So you have never heard of it before?" I asked as we looked through the racks of clothes. I was still in shock that Harry has never had a blowjob before.

"I have heard of it," Angelina nodded, looking at herself in the mirror with a dress in front of her. "I was surprised that you asked me so openly."

"I don't get how Harry didn't know," I shrugged.

"Maybe it's because he didn't have anyone that would do it for him," she guessed. Angelina looked at the clothes I was staring at. "Jazlyn, there are times where you can wear jeans and a shirt, but there are times where a dress is necessary."

I groaned, "Angelina, I seriously hate dresses. That's not me at all."

"Well, have you ever tried wearing a dress?"

"My mom made me wear them all the time on holidays when I was a kid."

"Those dresses and the ones we wear now are completely different." She grabbed a hairpin and tied up her hair. "Now, let's get to work."

"Whoa," I stopped her. "What are we doing?"

"Trust me, when I am done with you, Harry won't be able to keep his eyes off you even more."

"Angelina," I protested.

"Do you want us to get along again or not?"

I let out a frustrated groan as she grabbed me and began to dress me up as if I was her own Barbie doll. She grabbed a bunch of clothes and forced me to try them on. I would have to step out and show her each dress and whenever she shook her head, I was forced to go back inside and try on another dress.

Finally, she found me a dress that she apparently said I looked absolutely perfect in. Even though I protested, Angelina bought me a dress with some high heels and even jewelry that would be perfect for the dress. She handed my bag to me and she carried hers.

"We will get ready together so that Harry won't be able to see your new dress."

"Angelina, I have to ask. How do you have so much money? What did you do in the past to have so many homes and buy all these nice things?"

"It deals with fraud and some dirty work," Angelina looked at me. "I managed to find ways to convince owners of companies to hand over their companies to me when they mysteriously passed away due to poor illness. For some odd reason, the owners always placed me as the owner of the company or I was to be given all their money, sometimes even both."

"So, what did you do to convince them?"

Angelina shrugged, "I didn't need to convince them. I simply befriend them and show up at their parties from time to time. It was very easy to forge a will back in the days. It's like what I said, Jazlyn, fraud."

We made it back to the cafe. Harry eyed the bag I was holding and smirked at me. "She made you buy something?"

"You'll thank me later," Angelina winked at him. "Let's go to the penthouse so we can get ready there instead of going back."

"I thought that place was trashed from Damon's coven," I frowned.

"We fixed up the place a few days after we handled his coven," Angelina informed her. "It's almost eleven and the reservation is at midnight. Let's get ready."

We all went back to the penthouse and everyone got dressed. Angelina forced me to let her do my makeup and hair, along with my nails. She really did want to treat me like her own Barbie doll.