NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 33: You Are Wearing This
(Author's POV)
Myra picked that dress up and placed it in front of her body, looking into the full length mirror. 'It's gorgeous' she exclaimed.
'Let's take a quick bath first, all the sweat from earlier is making me feel sticky and irking me badly.' Myra kept the gown aside and walked to the bathroom to freshen up.
After fifteen minutes or so, she walked out of the bathroom in just a bathrobe, her golden bronze locks shining from the water accumulated on them. She walked to the bed once again and watched the two dresses in admiration.
'I should ask someone to take it back, so that they can return it, right?' she pondered as she was disheartened.
She was still in dilemma. Then she looked up at the ceiling, praying, unable to resist the temptation, "Please, god. I will just try it once and keep it as it was before, umm, I promise."
Very delicately and carefully, Myra picked up the sheath red outfit and wore it gently, trying not to crease it. She pulled it below her head softly and onto her perky breasts and then settled it on her thin waist.
Myra was so excited as well as nervous to look herself in the mirror. Hesitantly, she walked up to the reflector, what she saw made her jaw drop. It was truly a masterpiece as she expected it to be. It fitted her perfectly, from her hips to her bosoms.
Although, her cleavage was showing but it didn't look vulgar at all as she thought initially it would, rather it looked appealing on her, she was looking charismatic. Myra was enchanted by her own appearance. It was just like the dress was made for Myra. It suited her that well.
Myra blushed profusely as she looked herself in the mirror and didn't realized that someone was already there on her door, looking at her intently, his with eyes filled with desire and hunger for her. The slight ajar door, made the person conceal behind it. He was gawking at Myra like a hawk watching its prey and sensed his arousal. His senses, swimming off, in some other world. His imagination running wild.
He just wanted to bang that door, stride towards her and grab her in his arms tightly. She was looking like a total goddess, despite any make up. Her natural beauty was tantalizing, making his heart tingle with pleasure; her wet hair, sticking to her face and her back, the water droplets dropping from her hair made her look ethereal, just like a divine painting. The view was serene for him.
'Don't give in to these temptations' he chanted and walked off in a hurry, probably for a run in the forest to calm his wolf down. He couldn't hold it anymore, otherwise even he didn't know what he would do to Myra.
Two minutes later, Nora was about to knock on Myra's door when she saw her room's door was already slightly open. She walked in on Myra, who was still in that dress. Myra was still unaware about her existence.
A whistle made Myra jolt from her trance state, as she screamed loudly, "Aaaaaaaaaaa" and stumbled, landing on her butt, but thankfully on the bed. Nora looked at Myra, and laughed heartily at her reaction, her inside were hurting from all that laughter.
"Nor, you scared the fucking hell out of me. Why didn't you knock?" Myra's hands were on her heart, she was still a little frightened.
Nora's eyes were rimmed with tears as she was laughing out loud.
Myra felt like she was caught in the act of stealing. Without Nora asking, she tried to explain, "Umm ....., what happened is. You see, ummm ..., when I came to my room. This dress was here alongside the one we chose before. I just was trying it on, nothing else, I swear. Now that I am done trying, I'll get out of it real quick. Just give me a minute" she was rambling hurriedly, avoiding any eye contact as she was feeling embarrassed.
Nora looked at Myra, her hands on her stomach which was still hurting, "Ra-ra, don't take it off. You look like an enchantress in this one. It is for you. You have to wear this one. All the people will drop dead by your charm and beauty. No, you will wear this" she sort of commanded Myra.
Myra was flustered by Nora's words, yes she liked the dress but she didn't have the confidence to carry it in front of so many people, also it'll be a total waste of money because the one which was selected earlier was already bought. But, this one, Myra thought was just misplaced and intended to return it.
Myra fiddled with her nails, scratching the tips, "No, Nora. It's just too revealing for me. I am comfortable wear it in front of you but I just can't go to the party in this outfit" she scratched her scalp. "And also, we have already paid for the other outfit. I just can't waste it."
Nora assured her, "Myra, you know, you dazzle when you are confident. You have faith in me, right? Trust me, you'll rock the party. You have to wear this and as for the other issue, you know, all the dresses you wore that day were bought off. All of them are placed inside that closet. So, don't worry much about it" Nora pointed to Myra's back where the walking closet was.
"WHAT? What do you mean?" Myra yelled out loud. "All, all th~ose, all of them?"
"Yuuuup" Nora winked at her. "All of them."
"But why? I am only going to wear one dress and just for about, what, like four to five hours." Myra was stupefied and a bit vexed. All this time she was trying not to be indebted to anyone. And here, these rich freaks are splattering it on her without any valid reason. Her dignity and self-respect wouldn't let her accept this. "Nora-"
"Okay okay, I know what you want to say. But its not from me. I didn't purchase them." Nora announced. "Brother Dion did. He was worried about you after that day and was feeling extremely guilty. He thinks that it's his fault that your condition worsened. So this is his gesture to apologize and make amendments" she confessed sticking her tongue out.
Myra looked at Nora blankly; the incident from the secret house still fresh in her mind. Then she said, "I'll talk to Dion about this myself."
"Your call, but one thing is decided, YOU ARE WEARING THIS."
To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . .