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Chapter 178: Chapter 178 designing and sewing dress for kyra
His gentle and elegant presence immediately silenced the chaos.
He looked around at the broken vases, torn fabrics, and the trembling males before turning his gaze to Sandra.
"What’s going on here?" he demanded, his voice gentle and melodious.
Sandra’s anger melted into frustration as she faced him. "These fools! They can’t make a decent dress to save their lives. How am I supposed to win the beauty contest with their incompetence?"
Benjamin walked over to her, his expression unreadable. He placed a hand on her shoulder. "Calm down, Sandra. Getting angry won’t solve anything."
She looked up at him, her eyes frustrated. "I need to win, Benjamin. I have to."
He nodded slowly. "And you will. But not by tearing everyone apart. Let’s come up with a plan."
Sandra took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. Benjamin’s presence always had a way of grounding her, even in her most volatile moments. She glanced back at the males, who were now looking at Benjamin with a mixture of relief and fear.
Benjamin’s eyes narrowed as he addressed them. "You heard her. We need the best dress, and we need it fast. If any of you fail, there will be consequences."
The males nodded vigorously, eager to avoid sandra’s wrath.
"You all get out," Sandra commanded, and the males quickly exited the room, leaving her alone with Benjamin.
She turned to him, her anger dissipating into a sly smile. "Only you know how to bear my temper," she said, pulling him closer. She leaned in, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper, "Although you don’t let me touch you, eventually, in the end, you’re going to be mine."
Benjamin stepped back, his expression remaining calm and gentle, but a flash of disgust flickered in his eyes. He detested when anyone touched him, especially Sandra. Her each actions always left him feeling repulsed.
"Sandra," he began, keeping his tone neutral, "we need to focus on the contest. Winning it will bring you the power and status you crave. Let’s keep our eyes on the prize."
Sandra pouted, sensing his rejection but not willing to push further for now. "Fine, Benjamin. But remember, I always get what I want."
Benjamin nodded, choosing not to engage with her insinuations. "I’ll make sure the dress is perfect. You focus on preparing yourself."
Sandra’s eyes gleamed with obsession. "I will. And Benjamin," she paused, her voice softer, "I know you’ll make it happen."
He gave a brief nod, turning to leave the room. As he walked out, Benjamin pondered Sandra’s words. If she wasn’t useful for his plans, he never pursued her. Her touches and words only disgusted him, a necessary discomfort he endured for the sake of his ambitions.
’And what’s the meaning of winning a beauty contest when no one is going to be alive?’ he thought, gently nodding at every male he met.
He still had to capture Damon alive.
As he thought of Kyra, his expression turned obsessive. He should also capture her; after all, she looked great and clean. If Damon hadn’t come that day, he would have already had her and killed her.
All he wants is the World Key. After obtaining it, he plans to rule the Beastworld, where every beast will bow at his feet.
His dad tried to achieve this before but failed. As his son, he is determined to succeed where his father could not.
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Damon held a thin rope in his mouth as he worked on stitching the dress. He carefully designed the collar, keeping Kyra’s body size in mind, aiming to create something that would highlight her natural beauty for the upcoming beauty contest.
Damon had brought several fabrics and already had many materials in his study.
When he left the house last time, he was mentally not stable, so he walked away from the town without anything, only coming to earn coins by joining some hunting contests for males. Now, with Kyra in his life, he felt a renewed sense of purpose.
He spread out a variety of fabrics on his work table, running his fingers over Spiral Woon beast silk fabrics he brought from market.
He selected the finest material for Kyra’s dress, wanting every detail to be perfect. The emerald green silk he had chosen was just the beginning.
He also picked out delicate lace, shimmering threads in gold and silver, and tiny, sparkling beads to enhance the design.
Damon chose a deep, rich shade of emerald green for the fabric, knowing it would complement her fair skin and bring out her natural beauty. The material was soft and smooth, flowing like liquid silk.
He started with the collar, designing it to be high and elegant, with delicate lace trim that added a touch of sophistication.
The dress itself was form-fitting, accentuating Kyra’s figure, but flared out gently at the hips to allow for ease of movement. 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝖔𝔪
He added intricate embroidery along the bodice, using gold and silver threads to create a pattern of intertwined vines and flowers that shimmered in the light.
At the waist, he placed a wide, satin belt in a matching green, adorned with a single, large emerald in the center.
The sleeves were long and fitted, ending in a slight flare at the wrists, with more lace detailing to mirror the collar.
The skirt was long, almost touching the floor, with a subtle train that added an air of grace and elegance.
Damon took his time with evry stitch, ensuring that each detail was perfect.
After finishing half of the dress, Damon decided to take a break. He stretched, feeling satisfied with his progress. The dress was turning out beautifully, and now he had to prepare Kyra for the contest.
He walked back to the room and opened the door without thinking. However, when he saw the scene before him, his heart melted.
A furry red beast with nine tails was curled up in his bed, its tails hiding it’s face.
Damon’s eyes softened as he approached, quietly walking over to the bed and sitting on its edge.
