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Intrigued, I sat forward as I spoke. “Yes?”

“It’s a surprise,” he huffed, pushing his chair back and standing sharply. “Let’s get ready, shall we?” Abram held out his hand to me; the grin that replaced the soft smile made him look sly.

Taking his hand, I wondered what he was up to. But if it helped me get closer, I would do it. “Is there anything you need from your room?” he questioned as we got to the foyer.

Shaking my head, I replied in a light tone. I had to keep up appearances and wanted him to think I was eager. “Nope, I’m all good.”

The guard at the door held it open for us to exit the mansion. Abram opened the car door for me, taking a shallow bow as he helped me in. At times, he was more than simply charming. I giggled softly as he closed the door and bounced around to his side.

Chapter 7 - Abram

I was taking her to one of the best high-class boutiques. The drive was quiet. If Nadia was going to join me at work, I had to ensure she looked the part. The valet opened my door and took the keys as his assistant assisted Nadia out on her side.

Holding my arm, she took it, smiling. “What are we doing here?” She inquired as we walked to the big double glass doors.

“I have the perfect job for you, but we need to get you a proper wardrobe,” I said. Holding the door for her, I motioned for her to enter.

The sales lady instantly appeared at our side. We haven’t even reached the first shelf. “Good morning, sir,” she said beaming. “How can we assist you today?”

“Morning,” I replied in a friendly tone. “We’re looking for office wear.”

“Excellent, sir. Right this way,” she added as she turned and led the way. She stopped about halfway to the back of the shop. Turning to face us, she waved her hand first to one side and then the other as she continued. “This side is tops, pants, suits, and boots. To this side are skirts, dresses, and heels. Which would you like to see first?”

“Can we browse for a bit?” I inquired.

She nodded and stepped back. “Thank you kindly,” I added, taking Nadia around the waist and gently guiding her to the skirts and dresses. Nadia’s eyes were wide as she scanned the clothing. “These are…, um,” she mumbled.

“Yes, they are lovely, don’t you think,” I replied, smiling. We walked through an entire row without her touching anything. I realized this wasn’t something she was used to.Noticing a silver dress displayed on a mannequin towards the end of the row, I decided it had to be one.

I nodded at the sales lady walking to our side. She caught my instruction and quickly moved down to collect one for me. Passing a couple of sundresses, a red one caught my eye. I took one of the rails and held it up as I spoke. “Now, this is a dress you must try.”

Nadia stopped and turned to me. I handed her the dress and nodded. She smiled shyly as she took it from me. “If you are going to work, you need new clothing that is suitable for office attire and any after-parties,” I added.

“Okay,” she replied hesitantly. “But only two or so. I will get my own once I start working. What exactly do you do?”

“We have a couple of businesses,” I said.

Nadia turned her head to the side as she responded. “Okay, what will I be doing?”

“Mostly paperwork, filling, occasional calls, orders, stuff like that. Office work,” I stated plainly.

“For one or all of your companies?” she added, sounding a bit taken aback.

Laughing, I stepped close,r whispering into her ear. “Mainly for one, I don’t own all of them, my family does.”

“Oh, okay,” Nadia replied. “Just one or two as I said earlier. I will get my own clothes once I get money.”

Nodding in agreement even though I wasn’t going to stick to it, I lifted my hand, showing her towards the changing room. As we walked, I collected a couple more dresses and skirts from their displays. The sales lady joined us with some tops matching the skirts I took. “Thank you,” I said as she took the other clothing from me.

I sat down in the waiting area while she showed Nadia where to go. “Can I get you something to drink?” She inquired as she returned to me.

“I think a bottle of champagne will do, thank you,” I replied, rubbing my chin. My words had barely left my mouth when she turned and seemingly disappeared to the back. She returned even before Nadia came out wearing the little red dress I selected.

“Could I ask you to bring us some of the pantsuits as well,” I asked.

She nodded and left again. I watched as she headed to the other side of the floor. Turning back, I was astounded to see Nadia standing but a few feet away. I hadn’t even heard her coming. The red dress framed her curves perfectly.

It stretched tightly over her breasts and flared slightly as it went down, stopping just above her knees. She looked so good that I had to swallow the spit accumulating in my mouth before I started drooling.

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