MARRY ME [American Story]: Episode 11 To 20

?? Marry Me ??

Written by Authoress Yesha ???

Episode 16

Dominic POV???
I was a little upset when Ara told me that she will be late for the dress fitting for today. I looked at my wristband watch; it showed ten in the morning.

I will need to wait for her for thirty minutes due to her urgent meeting as she mentioned in her text. I decided to start my fitting while waiting for her.

The staff recommended some designs for the tuxedo. I chose a few of the designs that attracted my interest, and she placed them in the fitting room for me.

It has been twenty minutes since I stayed in the fitting room, trying a different set of tuxedo.

Now I’m wearing a black tail tuxedo with cropped in the front completed with six buttons.

It fit my body perfectly. I take a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction. I don’t really bother about my outfit. I just can’t wait for the day to mark her as mine officially.

I heard a familiar voice near the dressing room. Yeah, too familiar until it became my favorite voice and it automatically made me energetic.

I heard the footsteps that ended in the next dressing room.

I slowly unlocked the door and I found one of the staff waiting outside the dressing room ready to serve whoever inside the fitting room. I smiled at her and signaling her to wait outside.

“Miss, can you please help me to zip this dress?” I heard a voice from the room. I peeked inside quietly and saw her facing the wall while the mirror was on her right side.

She tried to reach the zipper but failed. A white sleeveless gown with a deep V cut that hugged her body perfectly while the unzipped zipper exposed her back clearly.

I slowly walked to her and help her to pull the zipper up. Her back was facing me.

“Thank you,” she said without looking at me while turning her body facing the mirror.

She frowned. I smiled at her and my hands automatically reached her waist from the back, and we were both facing the mirror and making eye contact through the reflection from the mirror. I rested my chin on her shoulder.

“You look so stunning and beautiful,” I whispered to her ears and I noticed her face turned into a deep shade of red.

“What are you doing in here?” She furiously covered her body with her hand or should I said the front part with the deep V cut which exposed a bit of her cleavage.

“You are biting your lips,” I reminded her of her action whenever she was nervous or shy. She glanced at me through the mirror, slowly let go of her lips.

“You don’t answer my question and now get your hand off from me,” she warned and slapped my hands endlessly. I grinned and let my hand free from her.

“I’m just helping my future wife to zip her dress which exposed her sexy back to me a while ago,” I smirked, and she rolled her eyes. I never get enough of this playful eye roll. It was too cute for me.

“You are done now so please leave,” she said, pointing her fingers at the door. I shook my head.

“No, I need to help you to unzip it because I know you couldn’t reach it,” I said jokingly. Her eyes turned bigger, and she slapped me at my chest.

“You are such a pervert,” she said pissed off with my words. I laughed with her nervousness.

“Don’t make me kiss you to stop you,” I said to her which made her gasped and stopped her hand from slapping me. She moved a step backward.

“Good girl,” I teased her, caused her to bawl her fist.
I turned around ready to step out from the room but my mind getting naughty at the moment.

“You look stunning with that but I don’t want you to wear it for the wedding because I don’t want other guys to land their eyes on you but I approve it for our first night. Maybe it will help to make the progress faster.”

“Dominic Duncan! Get out!” She snarled. I laughed freely and stepping out of the fitting room.

Arabella POV???
I rushed to the boutique that Dom mentioned. I texted him this morning to inform him that I will be late for the dress fitting due to the urgent meeting that we have this morning. I scanned my eyes around the boutique but I couldn’t locate him.

A young staff greeted me and I informed her about the appointment for today.

She led me to the dressing room and placed the gown that we chose in the last few days. I picked the white gown with a deep V cut in front.

I tried to reach the zipper at the back but failed due to my short hands. I sighed and decided to call out for help.

Surprisingly, Dom entered the fitting room quietly and helped me with the zipper issue. And of course, he left only when he gets enough of teasing me.

After tried all the dresses, I finally decided on my choice or more accurate my choice with his approval but I’m happy with it since I don’t really like the first dress that exposed too much of my flesh to others during the wedding.

I rather choose something comfy to wear since it will be a long tiring day.

I sighed, thinking about the coming day which is nine days from now.

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