Yours Completely: A Cinderella Love Story (Billionaires and Brides #1)

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Authors: Krista Lakes
Madelyn had her wearing. The bride had insisted that Ella join them on her bachelorette party.
    “Yes,” Gwen answered, putting the finishing touches on her lipstick in the bathroom mirror beside her. “You're coming with us, so you need to dress like it.”
    “It's just so... sparkly.” Ella looked in the mirror and needed sunglasses. Purple sequins the size of silver dollars flashed and gleamed on the strapless, tight dress. “I feel like a disco ball.”
    “A sexy disco ball,” Gwen corrected. She handed Ella a tube of lipstick. “Here, put this on. It'll look great on you.”
    “It's a bachelorette party,” Clarissa added stepping into the bathroom. Her hair and makeup was already flawless, but she messed with it anyway. “We're all supposed to look like sexy objects tonight.”
    “What sexy object are you?” Gwen asked, looking at her in the mirror. “A wine glass?”
    Clarissa's dress was bright red, skin tight and her legs looked about a million miles long. Her dark hair spilled around her shoulders and her lashes looked long enough to start a windstorm.
    “Yup, and you in that gold dress and red hair are a sexy, sexy Christmas tree ornament,” Clarissa replied with a grin.
    “What does that make me?” Madelyn asked, putting in a pair of sparkly earrings as she walked in. She wore a short white lace dress that showed off every single inch of her curves. It was a good thing the bathroom was huge. All four of them barely fit in the mirror.
    “A sexy cloud,” Gwen answered. Clarissa laughed.
    “So, we have a cloud, a disco ball, a wine glass, and an ornament,” Madelyn said, ticking off each one on her fingers. “All those lampshades and shoes better watch out.”
    Ella giggled. She felt honored to be included among these friends. Technically, this was a second bachelorette party, as Madelyn had one last week in the city. That event had made the papers. This was a low-key celebration just for friends. They were going to a local bar and having a good time. The goal was to get tipsy, but not so drunk that any of them would be hung over tomorrow.
    Ella was glad for the night out. It was the perfect excuse to get away from the inn for a little bit, and more importantly get her mind off of a certain soon-to-be-married gentleman. She still couldn't get over how embarrassed she was that the groom had caught her in a wedding dress.
    The phone buzzed in the other room and Madelyn hurried to answer it.
    “Okay girls, the car's here. Everyone ready?” she called out. “We're out of champagne here anyway.”
    “As ready as we're going to be,” Gwen answered. She grabbed the lipstick out of Ella's hand and pursed her lips. “Let me help you.”
    Ella held still as Gwen applied a hypnotic shade of red to her lips. It was far more than Ella usually wore and her lips began to feel heavy.
    “Much better.” Gwen grinned at her. “Look.”
    Ella turned to the mirror and gasped. The woman looking back at her was some sort of rich party girl, not a penny-saving maid. It was magic.
    “Woah,” Ella whispered.
    “You clean up nicely,” Gwen commented, grinning widely. “Do not let me catch you wiping that off. It looks good.”
    Ella nodded, still staring at the woman in the mirror.
    “Are you two coming or what?” Clarissa asked, poking her head back into the bathroom. “The car's leaving with or without you.”
    Gwen laughed and grabbed Ella's arm, and together the four women ran out to meet the car.
    ***
    T he four girls finished off the bottle of champagne in the limo on the way over to the small bar just a few miles from the inn. It was a local hot spot, but Ella doubted anyone would recognize any of them. It was a prefect place to celebrate and not worry too much about the paparazzi. It helped that she knew two security guards were shadowing their every move.
    The bar was crowed and noisy, yet a path to a table magically parted for the four girls in short skirts and sparkles. Madelyn wore a short

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