When we finally woke up a few hours later, I was shocked to see that it was almost noon.
"How did we sleep in so long?!" I exclaid as I hopped out of bed to get changed back into my office clothes.
"Hmm?" Christian woke up from my outburst. "Noon already? Damn, that was so of the best sleep of my life."
He turned to his side and watched frantically run around to get dressed.
"Excited for your shopping trip?" he asked teasingly.
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, you have no idea." My words were filled with sarcasm, causing him to let out a low chuckle.
"Do you want to be the big bad boss and tell them that I changed my mind? You can stay here with . I’ll clear my schedule and we can have so fun."
"As wonderful as that sounds, unfortunately, it’s a bit late. The driver just ssaged that he’s here," I replied, putting my phone back into my purse.
Christian pretended to pout, "At least let kiss you before you go."
A small smile crept up on my face. I walked over to the bedside and leaned over to kiss Christian like he had asked.
The mont our lips pressed together, I felt him hand sothing.
"What’s this?" I asked, looking down after the kiss.
"Buy yourself whatever you want. Don’t hold back," he smiled.
In my hand was a sleek black credit card. There was no na or logo on it, just a few numbers.
I was speechless. Though my family had money, I never had the satisfaction of actually seeing any of it. Usually, all of the purchases were made by my mother.
"Christian...I can’t acc--"
"Just take it. Please. Plus, you’ve been working at my company, you deserve to get paid. Seriously, buy yourself whatever you want." He gently tucked a piece of loose hair behind my ear.
I fought back the tears as I looked into his blue eyes, "Thank you, Christian. I’ll buy myself sothing nice."
"Good. Tell all about the trip later. I want to hear about how it went."
He kissed one last ti before walking over to the doors to his office. "Have a good ti, I’ll miss you."
"I’ll miss you too," I smiled and ran towards the elevator. The driver sent another ssage as I made my way down, reminding that he was waiting for .
It’s been three minutes! Please wait a mont!
I tucked Christian’s credit card into my purse, making sure it was secure. I couldn’t begin to imagine how much of a credit limit this card had if Christian told to buy everything I wanted.
I could probably buy the mall itself, and he wouldn’t bat an eye.
As I made it down, I was surprised to see the family limousine instead of the usual car that drove .
Morgan rolled down the window. "It’s about ti you showed up! Get in before we leave you here."
Actually, I’d prefer if you did leave here...
Opposite of what I wanted, I hastened my steps and got inside of the car. Both Morgan and Cherie were dressed as if they were late for a runway show, wearing beautiful dresses, heels, and jewelry.
Sitting beside them, I looked more like their personal assistant than sister/friend.
They each looked out of the window, refusing to even look at each other.
I wonder what happened after I left.
The air was thick with hostility. I could easily sense their disdain for each other. Their actions told that this trip wouldn’t be as simple as I had hoped. All I wanted now was for them not to make a scene in public, because if my mother heard about it, I knew that I would be included in the punishnt.
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The mall was huge, with hundreds of people coming and going. Our driver pulled up to the main entrance, causing all of the people around to stop and look at us.
Morgan loved the attention. She was the first to step out and lifted her head up high, acting like she was the queen of this land.
Cherie followed behind, doing her best to try and overstep Morgan’s popularity. She spun around, showing off her diamond-studded skirt. This caused a few people in the crowd to begin discussing them.
By the ti I stepped out, everyone was too fixated on the two of them that no one paid any attention. Morgan clearly felt smug at this reaction and flashed a condescending smile.
Looks like her ’good mood’ from earlier didn’t last even half a day.
"Leslie, dear sister, could you hold my purse for ? It’s a bit difficult to carry while wearing this dress," she said, acting like a princess.
Here it begins..
I let out a small sigh and put on my best ’innocent’ and ’virtuous’ persona. "Sure, not a problem!" I smiled.
She didn’t hesitate and tossed her purse to , nearly hitting with it. "Good, don’t fall behind. I plan on buying a lot today. Father gave his card."
"Father?" I asked, surprised. He had never done such a thing before.
"He was in a very happy mood today. A servant ca over and told him sothing, putting him in a very good mood. He quickly called over and told to buy myself sothing nice."
What could possibly put Father in such a good mood? I’ve never seen him give his card out to anyone, even Mother...
Suddenly, Christian’s words rang in my head. I rembered what he told about leaving Morgan’s thong on his bed.
Could it be that Father is happy about the possibility of Christian and Morgan having crossed the line?
While I was thinking through the various possibilities, we made our way inside the massive mall. It consisted of four floors with dozens of stores on each level.
Morgan led us to the first store. The mont we entered, I nearly fell over. It was a designer boutique that specialized in...lingerie.
Why are we here?
Ignoring my shocked expression, Morgan walked forward and began to inspect the many mannequins that displayed the newest styles.
Lace corsets, fishnet stockings, and sexy panties were all on display. Morgan walked up to each mannequin with a contemplative gaze.
"I wonder what style Christian likes the most..."
Her voice trailed off as she saw an obnoxious multicolored babydoll-style chemise. It was accented with feathers and gemstones, reminding of a type of exotic bird.
I’m sorry, sister, but I don’t think Christian could even get hard if you wore that.
The mont she saw it, she snapped her fingers to call over a saleswoman. "This one, I want the whole set."
"Yes, of course. There are two different options for panties. Would you like to see them?" the saleswoman asked politely.
"No need, I’ll take one of each."
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