Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 76915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76915 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
“Sorry,” the salesgirl said with a smile. “We don’t want to keep him waiting, do we?”
I gave her a cold look, lifting my chin.
“I don’t care if he is waiting.”
She raised her eyebrows and shared a glance with the other sales woman.
“And that’s why she is getting the Princess treatment, Elise.”
Elise giggled.
“Being stunningly gorgeous doesn’t hurt either! Right, Claire?” She said with a friendly smile, handing me a matching bra and panty set. It was flesh toned, but that was the only simple thing about it. The cups and panties were made of layers of patterned mesh, with subtle embroidery at the hips and between my breasts. I was shocked at how comfortable they were.
“You like?”
I glanced in the mirror and paused, surprised by how good my body looked in heels and lingerie. I was… hot, for lack of a better word.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” Claire said wryly.
“Perfect! Get multiples of this in every color, and some other styles from this brand. We’ll need others too. And sexy nighties!” Elise said, picking up a phone to give rapid fire instructions.
“No need for sexy,” I stammered. “He’s my boss, not my boyfriend.”
They stared at me and burst into hysterical laugher.
“Whatever you say, sweetheart.”
“I think you might want to tell him that! On second thought… don’t say anything,” they giggled as they worked.
I frowned, not sure what was happening here. It was clear that they thought I was Anton’s mistress. I was not! Though I could see how that could be… appealing. To some women.
But not to me. Right?
I was blushing as they put me into the next outfit. Anton’s expression was more guarded this time. He simply stared, then gave a curt nod. Then he growled out the word ‘more’.
“We have to hurry!”
This time I didn’t fight them as they stripped me, dressed me, and escorted me back to the waiting room, where his Royal Highness waited for me to appear.
He approved everything, except for one dress that was extraordinarily sexy. It even required a special bra, due to the plunging neckline. He made a sound not unlike an animalistic growl. And a vigorous head shake. I was being changed again when a knock came on the dressing room door.
Elise came back into the room with a grin.
“He wants the dress.”
This sent them into a fit of giggles again.
It was another hour, and countless outfits later that I was being dressed in a soft wool day dress, cardigan coat, and mid height heels. This was an outfit I had already tried on. They applied a bit of makeup, also new from boxes, then shoved it all into a gorgeous shoulder bag. They even brushed my hair and applied a pomade. Then I was being pushed out the door and into the world.
I stared backwards at the insane amount of clothes they were packing up. It was going to require another car to follow the limo back to the airport, whenever we departed. I had no idea where we were going next. But we were not going home. I knew that much.
“Shall we?”
I stared at him.
“Where to?” I dared to ask; afraid he was going to insist on more shopping.
“I think you deserve a big breakfast after all that. And then I can show you a bit of the city. Does that sound good?”
I smiled, suddenly feeling relaxed. No more shopping. For now, anyway. And I was getting hungry again.
“Yes, please.”
Chapter 23
Anton
“Have another,” I offered, watching my charming breakfast companion daintily pat her lips with a napkin after putting away an enormous breakfast.
Her eyes were wide. She looked at the tray of scones and breakfast pastries. I laughed. I could tell she was tempted, but I highly doubted she could eat another bite.
But I really, really wanted to see her try.
“If I keep eating, I might not be able to fit into all the beautiful clothes you bought me. Thank you for that, by the way,” she added, looking slightly less than thankful. Almost put out. But I wasn’t going to quibble about it.
I waved my hand, softly saying “it’s nothing”.
“It most definitely was not nothing,” she countered mulishly. I just smiled.
“You could use to gain a few pounds.”
She was still so thin. And any weight she had gained since she started working for me merely made her delectable curves, only more delightfully feminine and tempting. Not to mention, any extra inches merely made her uniform fit her like a sexy, slightly too short glove.
It was hard to imagine, but she looked even more sexy and sumptuous in her new clothes.
She stared at me. I sighed.
“If you gain weight we can get you a new wardrobe.”
Her mouth dropped open. Snapped shut. Now the mulish look was back in full force.
“You can’t just… do that.”
“I can and I will. It is a drop in the bucket, little girl.”