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Stella

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Stella

I've been pushing thoughts of Maximus out of my head all day. Yes, the dates are going well but how much do they offer about living and raising a child with a mafia man?

Walking up to a mannequin I call Desimond. "Do you mind helping me?"

Desimond came over holding the mannequin down while I slipped a dress over it. The silk material dropped over easily letting the red dress be shown off perfectly.

Desimond whistled. "That's one hot dress."

I nodded at my most recent design. Classy but steamy. The red silk gown would hug who ever wore it, the silk giving it a timeless look and the tightness with two slit for the legs would make whoever wore it silence an entire room.

The bell over the door sounded along with a gasp, turning I find two women walking into the store. The one who gasped came right to the red dress, her hair down in waves and a red ruby pendent around her neck. The other women with ink black hair and a pale face hung back silently looking around the room.

"I need this." The ruby necklace woman said turning to me.

Chuckling I put my hand out to introduce myself. "Then it's all yours, I'm Stella would you like to have it fitted."

She placed her hand in mine shaking it. "Esperenza." She waited a second for me to say anything but I didn't. If I know her from somewhere, I can't remember. "And the faster you can fit me into this dress the better."

She let go of my hand and I motioned to the fitting room. "Right this way please."

Desimond slipped the dress off the mannequin and passed me it. Taking the dress in my arms I walked Esperenza to the fitting room, looking her over I knew that with her body and skin tone she will look amazing in the dress.

Closing the door to the room I smile at the woman. "Without sounding forward, would remove your clothing but you may leave your underwear and bra on. I'll help put the dress on for you."

She took off her clothing and when she was ready I stepped forward to help Esperenza in the dress. My hands carefully pulling the dress up her body and zip up the back.

It already hugged her perfectly.

Standing back, I picked up my pin pad making notes of where they need to go. "How does it feel, is there anything you want emphasized?"

Her hands ran down the dress, my eyes looking at the silver snake bracelet that curled up her wrist. She could walk out of the store right now and stop traffic. "It feels perfect, I just need to be able to hide a tight strap around my thigh."

Raising my brow, I smirk at her comment and took a step forward to get started. "Garter?"

She smirked. "Something like that."

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