Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43447 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43447 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
“I told you. I only like the best.”
The white polished floors shone to a flawless finish. It reminded him of a dance floor, the clothing racks on the periphery. There were no other shoppers, but at this hour on a weekday, and with these prices, he didn’t expect any different.
“Can I help you?” A tall, thin blonde walked toward them, her heels clicking on the stone tiles.
Adora held his arm, keeping close. He loved that she looked to him for comfort. She was his to protect and care for now. The new responsibility grounded him.
“We’re looking for an evening gown, something she can wear to a nice dinner,” said Tobias.
The blonde looked Adora up and down. She looked like she’d just sucked on a lemon, and it pissed him off. “I don’t know if we have her … size.”
“Then get a fucking tailor here,” he said. “Have him at the ready.”
Her mouth fell agape.
“Adora, take a look at some dresses you like, and then you can try them on together.”
She looked up at him with pleading eyes. Didn’t women like to shop? He prodded her to check out the racks of dresses, finally getting her to select half a dozen dresses and some heels.
They entered the fitting area at the back of the store, a massive circular room with countless mirrors and vaulted ceilings. He sat on one of the sofas, taking a quick look at his watch. They had plenty of time.
The saleslady approached him, bending over to whisper, “Our tailor is unable to come on short notice. Extensive alterations require at least a week turnaround.”
“Do you know who I am?” he asked.
She shook her head.
He pulled out his wallet and handed her a card. “Tobias Bennett, Bennett Corporation. Call my assistant. She’ll have a tailor here within fifteen minutes.”
“Yes, sir. Of course, sir.”
“Now, I want this changing room closed off until we’re through, do you understand?”
“I’ll be sure no one enters. If you need anything, please let me know.”
Once the main door to the changing room clicked shut, Tobias smiled at Adora. She’d been standing nearby, looking at the dresses she’d selected.
“Take off your clothes,” he said.
“What?”
“I want to see what I’m buying,” he said.
“You heard her, Tobias. These are way too small for me,” said Adora.
“Don’t worry about what she said. She doesn’t know anything. We’ll fix whichever one you like best.”
She carefully took the first dress from the rack and started toward one of the smaller changing rooms.
“Ah-ah,” he said. “Right there, baby doll. I want to see it all.”
She looked like a deer in the headlights, but didn’t argue. It surprised him. She hooked the dress back on the rack and pulled her sweater up over her head, her ponytail swinging down over her back once it was off. Then she slipped off her shoes and wiggled out of her pants. Once she was in just her bra and panties, his cock grew harder than the stone floors. He ran his palm over the front of his pants, trying to get comfortable.
“What if someone comes in?”
“They won’t,” he said. “Untie your hair.”
She pulled out the elastic holding it back, her thick hair fanning out once released. It reached her ass, and she looked like a fucking angel. He’d chosen well. Adora had wide hips for child bearing and lush tits to nurse his baby. Just thinking about filling her with his seed made him feel like a horny teenager.
Adora wiggled into the first dress, a deep purple number. She couldn’t do up the side zipper, but it hugged all her curves in just the right way.
“How fancy is this restaurant we’re going to?” she asked, looking at herself in the mirror. When she glanced at the tag hanging from the dress, she gasped. “Tobias, do you realize how much this dress costs?”
“Let me worry about that.”
“But—”
“You’re worth it, Adora.” It would take a while to get her used to being spoiled. And he didn’t like her lack of confidence.
She tried on a few more, falling in love with the fourth one. It was black, form-fitting, with a deep plunging neckline. Her cleavage was killer, and he knew every man would be drooling over her tonight. The saleslady had been overdramatic, and the dress would only need some minor alterations.
“Are you sure you like it?” she asked.
“Come here.” He patted his knee, and she tentatively sat down. Tobias cupped her cheek and kissed her once on the lips. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”
“Don’t say that.”
He growled in irritation. “I can have any woman I want, Adora, but the second I saw you, I knew it had to be you.”
“I’m so confused,” she said. “I should be happy. I mean, I feel like Cinderella right now. But I want more.”
“What do you want?”
“I don’t care about money. I want to fall in love with a man who loves me back, not one who blackmails me to have his baby.”