Dedicated to emmamcg132!
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It was 6 o' clock.

One hour before the party started.

I was pacing up and down the room, going through the plan in my head. It was simple but it would definitely guarantee Lucien's humiliation tonight.

An evil grin found its way to my face as I thought about it.

Oh, Lucien. If you only knew my true side. You would never mess with me again.

I was still pacing up and down the room just silently listening to the ticking of the clock. I was probably leaving scorch marks on the carpet because of my constant fitness walking. Ah, well. Lucien was rich. Surely he'd have plenty of money to spare on another few metres of carpet.

"Isadora, I'm coming in!" Erynn's screamed from the other side of the door.

Before a word could make its way past my lips, she barged in grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"Erynn wha-" I stopped what I was saying and I took in her appearance.

She was dressed in a sheer, beige floor-length dress. A diamond pendant hung from her neck and her hair was styled in a neat updo.

"Oh my God. Erynn, you look amazing!" I gasped.

She laughed and struck a pose.

"Why thank you, m'dear," She answered in a posh English accent.

She lifted her dress up so it wasn't dragging on the floor and walked over to me.

"And why, may I ask, haven't you gotten your lazy ass ready?" She pointed a finger at me accusingly.

I crossed my arms and stuck my chin up in the air.

"Well, it doesn't take me 5 hours to get ready."

She just rolled her eyes.

"There's going to be important people coming. You need to look your best. Besides people are going to ask about seeing Lucien's new pet," She said in a bossy tone.

"My apologies, Mother," I mocked her.

She blew out a breath and raised an eyebrow.

"Anyway. What were you thinking of wearing?" She asked.

Thinking of wearing?

Shit, shit, shit!

I was so caught up in the revenge plan that I forgot to decide what to wear!

"Uh...I'll just go check for something to wear in the wardrobe," I said before heading for my wardrobe.

I flicked through the rail of clothes but nothing seemed to be suitable for this occasion. There was only a few sundresses, cocktail dresses and pencil skirts.

I huffed in annoyance.

Well, looks like I'm not so smart after all.

"Hey, I have an idea!" Erynn's voice rang out from behind me.

Damn, I nearly forgot she was there! That means she must've seen me tear down the wardrobe like a lunatic.

"Why don't you look through my selection of dresses in my bedroom?"

I perked up a bit. I'm not going to be doomed after all.

"That would be awesome," I smiled at her gratefully and followed her out of the bedroom.

She opened the door to her room and I must say that she has great great taste in room designing.

It was a decorated with orchid plants and cute butterfly decor. It was like a little princess's dream bedroom.

"The wardrobe is over there." She said, pointing to a large wardrobe decorated with hand painted butterflies.

"But please don't massacre my wardrobe," She warned.

I smiled and pulled open the wardrobe doors. Inside was a neatly organised rack of clothes.
I began rummaging through the dresses and grinned at what I found. It was the perfect one!

It was a floor-length backless dress with spaghetti straps and a slit going up the side of it. The wine colour complimented the style gorgeously.

"I'm going to change," I said to Erynn and ran into her bathroom to slip on the dress.

I let it slide down my body and it hugged my slim frame perfectly. The slit reached just a little above mid-thigh and the neckline just hung a bit low, showing off a good bit of cleavage. I didn't have big boobs but they weren't small either. A b-cup is fine for me.

I stepped out of the bathroom door.

"It fits beautifully," I announced.

Erynn turned her head towards me and her mouth fell open. Her eyes widened to the size of saucers.

"Holy Mother of Butterflies! You look...stunning!" Erynn screeched.

"Close your mouth or you're going to catch flies," I said laughing at her.

"Please let me do your makeup and hair," She begged.

I wasn't really the type to wear makeup but...this was a special time for the Abelló family. And for me too seemingly.

"Fine," I agreed.

"Yes!" She cried happily.

She guided me over to a dressing table, laden with beauty products of all sorts.

She began applying numerous unknown stuff on my face and I hoped that my skin could handle the burden.

After 20 minutes of tapping my fingers impatiently on the dressing table , she finally finished.

Hallelujah!

I did a mental tap dance in my head.

"We're all finished!" She sang.

I looked into the mirror and gaped at my reflection.

I could barely recognise myself.

My skin was flawless. She had applied a winged liner on my eyes and did my lips in a matte red shade. My hair was expertly curled. It hung in big, black waves across my shoulder, falling down to my mid-back.

"I though that the red went well with your skin tone," I heard Erynn say.

"Oh, Lord. I really don't know what to say, Erynn. I have looked this good since...never. Thank you so much!"

Erynn's face brightened.

"I'm so glad you like it!", She beamed, "Oh, and I also have some a pair of heels that would go with it." She produced a pair of killer red stillettos from nowhere and handed it to me.

I thanked her and slipped them on.

Perfect fit!

I smiled.

Perfect dress, perfect heels and a perfect revenge.

The ball is now in my court.
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Hello, my awesome readers!
This chapter is now split into 2 chapters since it would turn out to be very long. Sorry I didn't update earlier! :( I had a really busy day. I promise to update again tomorrow. :) Hope you enjoyed this chapter.
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-Donna <3

P.S Have an amazing new year! I've made a new year resolution and that is...eat more junk food and Wattpad and Chill. Lol! Just kidding. :P