Page 23 of A Dark Duet

“We are going to take you girls shopping for the charity event tonight for kids who are disadvantaged. Nate and I donate every year, our gym is part of the program. He offers to teach kids who want to learn how to defend themselves,” Jaden says.

“It’s amazing that you guys do that for kids,” I say.

Brie looks over at Jaden and smiles. “We are honored you invited us, and you really don’t have to take us shopping. If you could just take us…”

The blender starts, cutting off what I was about to say, and I look at Nate as he raises a brow. When the noise of the blender stops, he lifts the cup to drink. I eat the fruit with yogurt while Brie and I look over, waiting for him to speak.

“We are taking you girls shopping. I have already called Michelle to meet us at the store. She is a stylist and is known to help with these types of events. Please, it’s all planned,” Nate says.

Brie and I shrug our shoulders at the same time. “Okay,” we both say, not wanting to argue, knowing they have made up their minds.

We finish eating breakfast and leave in two separate black Range Rovers that arrived to pick us up to take us to shop at all the designer boutiques.

When we arrive, we meet a lady in her mid-forties with red hair. She ushers a giggling Brie to one dressing room and me to another that is the size of our apartments back home. I’m alone with Michelle, and she eyes me, measuring my waist and bust size.

“Honey, you have a wonderful figure. No wonder you have Nate’s attention, and your eyes are striking,” she says.

I blush at her compliment. “Oh, thank you, but we are just friends. We’re not…”

She waves her hand, dismissing what I was going to say. “Honey, that man has told me to dress you in everything Chanel. I think when a man is willing to pay almost one hundred grand to buy you clothes, I think you’re past friends.”

My eyes widen, like she has lost her mind shaking my head. “Please don’t let him spend that kind of money. It’s really unnecessary.”

She smiles. “Don’t you worry about a thing. Relax and trust me, you will look perfect together.” I stay quiet and wonder if Brie is feeling the same way. She puts me in another room that is private with a door and gives me black lingerie to try on that is like satin bands being wrapped on my body, barely covering my nipples with a high-waisted thong all interconnected together. The lace is two small triangle pieces over my nipples that can be clearly seen through the fabric.

Turning to look in the mirror, I don’t recognize myself as the classy lingerie is clearly expensive and something I could never afford. I turn to look at myself from the back and suddenly the door bursts open and in walks Nate, closing the door.

I shriek and place my hands to cover myself, shocked at the intrusion, when he backs me against the wall, looking at my body slowly, admiring what he sees.

He grins, looking from my feet in Chanel heels and up my body wrapped in lingerie.

“What are you doing in here?” I ask.

He slowly removes my hands that are covering my body, and they fall to my sides. Then he grabs my throat slightly with no pressure, just one hand on my neck and the other trailing his fingers, outlining the lingerie on every part of my body slowly. I close my eyes as the sensation causes my thighs to squeeze together.

“I came to check up on what’s mine. I couldn’t wait another second knowing you’re back here putting this on,” he whispers.

A knock sounds on the door. “Nate, are you in there? She needs to try on the white and pink.” Michelle says through the door.

He smiles, looking down at my wide eyes. He leans down to kiss me while he slides his finger into the folds of my pussy.

“Fuck, you’re drenched. I’m dying to taste you on my lips again.” My eyes dilate as I can smell his scent mixed with mint and cologne.

I bite my lower lip, wanting him, as I take in his black shirt that stretches over his wide chest with his beautiful eyes that match his gorgeous face. He kisses me on my cheek, removing his finger and sucking it into his mouth before he turns and opens the door. Michelle is waiting on the other side, not surprised that he is inside with me.

“Take them all. The pink, black, red, white, and make sure she wears one tonight,” he tells her. She stands there with her mouth wide open as he walks around her, leaving me in the room staring at him as he walks out.

She walks up and she smiles. “Just friends, huh?” she says teasing me.

I roll my eyes and giggle. She brings me the latest dress from the designer that is short, paired with fishnet stockings, the waist of the dress showing a glimpse of my stomach in cutouts. It’s the most expensive dress I have ever worn.

I feel like a fairy princess as the day goes on with makeup, designer bags, and everything a girl could dream of.

“Where is Brie?” I ask Michelle a while later.

“Getting the same treatment.” She smiles.

With all the shopping completed, I finally get to see Brie alone at a café nearby outside the storefront. We look at each other, grinning. The café is French with crepes and Eiffel Towers to complete the decor, and smelling like a French bakery once we’re seated at the corner table.

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