CHAPTER NINETEEN
“What’s this?” I asked, grabbing the bag.
“Victoria told me they should be in your size.” He explained, prompting me to open it. Carefully, I reached inside, pulling out a designer blouse and some matching pants made from genuine leather. I ran my fingertips along the material, enjoying the luxury. It wasn’t every day that I got to wear clothes like these. A jacket that matched Lucky’s was also in there, as well as a matching bra and pantie set.
“Wow… these are amazing.”
“You haven’t seen anything yet.” He kissed the top of my head. “But go on, I want to give you enough time to enjoy yourself today.”
“Why, where are we doing?”
“Get dressed and you’ll find out.”
I nodded, finally rolling out of bed. I slipped on the black lace panties. They were in a booty short style, cupping my cheeks and making them look round and perfect. Lucky smirked, admiring the little bow and corset style they had in the back. He slapped my ass and kissed my neck as I put on the matching bra, which had a bow right in the middle. He leaned down, kissing between my tits, teasing me. I held back a moan and grabbed the pants.
They were a tight fit, but looked amazing, hugging my curves in all the right ways. The blouse settled nicely on my body before I shrugged the jacket on. “You look fantastic.” He grinned, handing me a pair of Gucci sneakers. I just stared at them, feeling like I shouldn’t be wearing them…
“Are you sure you want me to wear these?” I asked hesitantly.
“Of course, I want you to look your best.” He kissed my cheek, waiting for me to put them on. They were surprisingly comfortable and the chrome spikes sparkled brilliantly. Lucky smiled, pinning a strand of my hair behind my ear before he grabbed my hand. “Are you ready?”
I nodded, wondering what his surprise could be.
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We arrived at a shopping plaza filled with designer stores. I had heard about it countless times before, but I had never dared to come here myself. I could never afford any of it, so what was the point? “What are we doing?” I asked, feeling a little awkward. We were still inside of his Audi, my fingers digging into the genuine leather seats in nervousness.
“I thought you might enjoy a little shopping trip. My treat.” He said, a smirk on his face. “Anything you’d like, don’t worry about the price.”
“What?” I spat. I couldn’t believe what he was saying. “But these stores are really expensive.”
“For someone like you, it’s worth it.” He leaned over, taking my face in his hands and kissing me ever so gently. “Now, c’mon.” He got out of the car before rushing over and opening the door for me. He held out his hand, waiting for me to take it. When I placed my hand in his, I felt a surge of energy run up my spine. This whole thing felt like a dream. I had always wanted to go on a shopping spree… but I never had the money to do so.
“Where should we start?” I asked, feeling like I was out of my element.
“Wherever you’d like.”
Hesitantly, I led us toward the Prada store. I squeezed Lucky’s hand, only to make sure that I wasn’t dreaming. A friendly-looking sales clerk greeted us inside the store. “Hello!” She smiled brightly, walking right up to us. “Is there anything I can help you with?”
“We wanted to buy some clothes for Stella here,” Lucky answered for us, squeezing my shoulders.
“Of course, right this way.” We were led to the back of the store where there was a rather spacious fitting room. It was even decorated with vintage-style furniture. “I’m just going to take your measurements so we know exactly what size you are.” I nodded, letting the woman buzz around me with her tape measure. She scribbled down the numbers and left. She returned a little while later with a pile of clothes in her arms.
“How about these? Anything, in particular, you would like to try on?” I looked through the clothes. None of them had price tags which made me kind of nervous. I picked out a flowing black shirt with a tapered style to it.
“What about this one?” I asked, holding it out.
The woman took it and nodded. “That’s a lovely piece. I think it would look good with one of our gold medallion necklaces, some knee-high boots, and one of our latest models of skinny jeans. She walked away before I could stop her and she came back with her arms full.
I took all the items into the fitting room, closing the door behind me. Lucky followed, sneaking inside. He sat down on the Victorian-style chair, his eyes sparkling “What are you doing?” I asked.
“I thought I’d enjoy the show.” He winked, watching me get dressed. I was surprised when I transformed in front of the mirror. All the clothes were expertly made, with high-quality materials. They just felt comfortable and nice. I turned around, enjoying the fit of the acid-washed jeans she had given me. “Wow… this is beautiful.”
“Not as beautiful as you.” He came up behind me and kissed my neck, looking at me in the mirror, his hands resting on my stomach.
“Are you sure you want to buy all this for me?”
“Of course,” He nibbled on my earlobe and the butterflies returned. I couldn’t believe how much money he was willing to spend on me, let alone all the attention he kept lavishing on me. Did I really deserve all of this?