Ps. The picture below for the dress is simply a reference for the DRESS
Your weight, body type, skin color etc. does not have to be just like the girl in the photo, she is not the reference for the character
This story is about you: the reader, and Bill, so please enjoy beauties❤️
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Today is the banquet, news in which Bill just happened to drop on you last minute the night before. You wake up, fresh sunlight coming through the large window in your room, casting a golden ray of light onto the marvelously designed floor.
You groan, turning over and squishing your face into the plush pillow. You groan louder as you hear a persistent knock on your door. "Who is it!" You yell, turning your head over, your hair creating a curtain in front of your eyes.
"It's Christo, I have something for you." He says, his voice sounding small behind the oak door. "Oh, ok, come in." You say with strain from sleep, sitting up and pushing your hair back. The door opens and in walks Christo, holding a clear long bag with something inside of it.
"It's a dress, you have nothing in your stuff that would be appropriate for such an important event, so I had Jax pull this out of one of the closets in the main hall." He says with a rather serious voice, placing the bag with the dress in it, on the bed.
You furrow your eyebrows, questions going through your head. "You guys keep dresses? Oh my god you don't hold women captive do you???" You ask, eyes going wide. He laughs, shaking his head. "No we don't hold women captive, we have female assistants, as well as partners for jobs just like you." He replies, and you feel the blood coming back to your face as anxiety leaves you.
"Jax, is that your girlfriend or something?" You ask, curious as to who this person is. A smile quirks at the corner of his lips as he raises a sparse eyebrow. "Jax is my husband, one of the best stylists in New York. Be ready by 7:00 tonight, hope you like the dress." He simply states, giving you a smile before he makes his way out of your room.
You let out a giggle, feeling embarrassed for asking him about his 'girlfriend'. Christo was a cute little man, so Jax had to be equally as adorable. You then get out of bed, your feet hitting the floor, tiles warm from the sunlight.
You walk to the extravagantly designed bathroom and start a hot shower, placing your hand underneath the stream to test the temperature. It was hard getting used to everything either being made out of crystal, marble, or rich red oak, but you weren't complaining. The shower was glass and pretty much the size of your living room in your old studio apartment.
Luckily, the bathroom was fully stocked with everything you needed as far as body wash and shampoo and razors. A lot of it was bland, except for the body wash that was strawberry scented, but at least the razors were nice right?
