Time to train, and then I’m cleaning myself up for my date with Lana.
1."Sister" in the Bosnian language. It can also be used to describe a close female friend or family member.
2."Door of Love" in the Bosnian Language.
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Lana
I’m sitting in my apartment looking at my options for what to wear for my date with M. Consensus? Fuck. This. Shit. And it’s funny that I’m nervous because we already had sex.
He texted me earlier saying we are going toVrata Ljubav, which is fucking expensive. And I don’t have anything here to wear to that sort of place. I’m also debating what to do for makeup and hair. It has been a while since I have been on a date, probably seven years.
To say that I’m nervous would be an understatement. Which I shouldn’t be. This is M we are talking about.
“Who the fuck is that?” I say out loud because someone is knocking on my door. I go up to my door and ask who it is.
“My name is Oliver, Lana. I have a package from M.” What the actual fuck? I open the door and see Oliver standing there. Hehas a giant pink box in his hands, while another one is leaning against the door. A tall box, might I add.
“Uhm, okay?” Oliver. Hmm. This tall, blond, muscular man has a grin on his face like he can’t wait to come in. I motion for him to enter.
“I’ll set this box down on your bed, and I’ll haul in the big one after I’m done.” I’m so stunned I can’t speak, just watching him do his thing. He goes to my bedroom and comes back again to bring in the tall box. He displays it in the middle of my living room.
“Have fun tonight, Lana. M sends his love.” And just like that, he is out the door. It strikes me that he knows where my bedroom is, but I don’t put too much thought into it. I want to feel detached from my feelings about M, but he is drawing me in.
And he is unraveling my darkest feelings.
I shake my head and go to the bedroom to check out what he has sent me. I tear open the box and see that he has sent me expensive makeup, skincare, flowers, and chocolate. I bring my hand to my mouth and take in the products that I have unpacked.
It’s been a long time since I have been pampered like this.
Before I think myself into a bottomless pit, I go to the large box in my living room. My hands are shaking as I open it, and when it’s finally open, I take a step back and admire what I’m seeing.
It’s a sleek, long black satin dress, with a high slit and delicate straps. It’s also accompanied by a white wool coat and pointed stiletto heels. The outfit is fucking gorgeous, and I know I’m going to feel pretty.
I didn’t even notice that there was a note attached to the dress. I read it intently.
Lana,
Please don’t think I bought all that stuff because I think you need it.
You could be wearing a burlap sack without an inch of makeup, and you still would be the most beautiful woman in the world.
These items are a gift from me to you.
You deserve it.
All my love,
M
My heart is racing as I put the note on my coffee table. Fuck, now I have to wear this. Moreover, I want to wear it.
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My dark hair is straight. I finished my makeup with winged eyeliner and nude lips, but the dress and the heels are what’s impressive. The black dress is hugging all my curves with an elegant touch. I feel like a million dollars.
M is going to be here in two minutes, and I’m sitting down and bouncing my leg. I am nervous, as it feels like I’m back in high school, going to prom.
