Happily Ever After (Boys From Hell #2)

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"I think the whole outfit should say I didn't try too hard. The laid back look appeals to men because you don't look high maintenance which can put off guys." Anna Wintour smiled .

"How did you dress up on your first date?" The host asked trying to sound excited.

"Well, let's just say I took the road between high maintenance and laid back." She laughed , the audience clapping.

The host too tried to laugh as hard as the audience.

"Anna what advice would you give to a young girl about to go on a first date?"

Anna Wintour hmmed and looked in the camera, her red painted lips making her teeth sparkle when she opened her mouth.

"I would say, there is no need to hit him with a givenchy tag on the first date. You can save the fashion bells, frills and lace for later . .when he moves in." She winked .

Gloria sighed pausing the channel.

She couldn't believe first date was stressing her out so much she had a pimple on the side of her cheek. She would like to think her passion was so over the top, her body couldn't digest it hence the pimple.

It's not like she had never dated before. She had entertained plenty of bull frogs and also came out of it unscathed but in tears.

Because let's face it.

Everyone wanted to be in the popular girl's pants.

Everyone wanted to be. . .

The one who popped the cherry .

Disgusted, she hated that pop-the-cherry phrase. It was so vulgar and . .ehh.

She had actually heard horrible stories of boyfriends coercing their girlfriends for sex , trying to paint a this-is-love image .

Gloria would love to hit those girls with a wooden spoon because you can say no if you don't want to get down to it.

Maybe sometimes they didn't even have a choice because of the emotional blackmailing, peer pressure and oh my God I'm still a virgin when my friends are not as if virginity was a disease!

Actually some literature also treated it like it's a disease that ought to be get rid of whether you're ready or not. Hell, for all she cared if she didn't find the one she would like to die a virgin.

If anyone asked her, sex was no gateway to heavens . It's just something you do when you're sure and the person is the one. Or else all you're left is with regrets and a torn set of la perla panties.

Someone rapped on the door twice.

"Come in."

Marie entered her room with a glass of lemonade.

Gloria glanced at her absently, thinking about the outfit she will be wearing .

Marie could see her mistress wasn't here.

Mentally.

Her emerald eyes were zoned out.

Mistress did it quite a lot these days.

Zone out.

She had noted on the dinner table how mistress would play with the food and just sigh . .a far away look on her face.

Marie could see the signs as clear as the day.

Mistress had been nothing but kind to her. She fed her the leftovers and made sure her baby was blooming in her womb so that's what gave her the courage to walk up to her couch she was lounging on and clear her throat.