Jasira stepped out from the Uber she ordered with his card. The gaze that was directed at her made her smile proudly. She raised her head high as she stared at the city mall. The tall golden building before made her heart fluttered.
She took a short glance at the Uber which zoomed off. To her luck; the Uber was a luxury car that brought more sophistication to her dress.
Her heels clacked with the shining gold floor with each step she took in. She smiled at the doorman who opened the door for her.
“Thank you.” She mouthed and chuckled at his shocked expression, poor man had always worked with rude rich people.
The luxury of the mall made her close her eyes and breathe in the rich atmosphere. Gosh, this felt good before she even started.
She snapped her eyes open with a smile appearing on her face, an attendant approached her with a smile and she smiled back.
“Hi ma’am,” She said with her smile still fixed on her face tipping her head to a side.
Her eyes did a quick scan on the lady, she was probably in her mid-twenties. She was draped in a black suit and wrapped her black hair in a tight bun. Her beautiful brown eyes gleamed as she smiled.
“Hi,” Jasira smiled back before she slid her arm from the white coat she wore over her black sleeveless sequins gown that hugged her shape tightly and draped it on her arm.
The cold atmosphere prickled her skin before her skin welcomed the coldness.
“I’m Sugar, and I will be your attendant for today.”
Jasira bite her lower lips so she won’t laugh out loud at her weird name. She managed to smile at her while holding back the laugh threatening to burst out of her throat.
“I will start with gowns first.” She said clutching her black purse tightly. That little purse contained her life (ironically).
“Okay ma, follow me.” She announced with a nod and led the way.
Jasira was wowed by how the sections of the clothes were arranged. Her hands ran round the elusive fabrics and a sense of joy ran through her.
Same designs but different colors on each racker. Staring at them only made butterflies released in her stomach.
She opened her purse quickly just to be sure the card was safe and a grin formed on her face seeing it lying peacefully in her purse.
Time to waste the devil’s money. She thought and indulged herself in the act.
She went from one dress to another picking it and giving it to Sugar, picking different designs and colors. She had never felt this kind of joy in her life, she had always heard the girls at the club discussing how shopping was fun.
Shopping with one’s money was fun and shopping with another’s money was a joy but shopping with Alejandro’s money was heaven, she giggled to herself at the thought.
Her hands round the texture of a red leather gown that caught her sight. She bought it out and the design made her swoon.
It’s a simple yet captivating gown that stopped on her mid-thigh, it has a circle neckline opening around its cleavage and an open back.
“Can you take me to the trying room?” She asked eagerly and Sugar beamed.
“Of course.” She said nodding her head and leading the way.
After walking for barely five minutes, Jasira entered the room after collecting some clothes from her to try out.
She dumped the clothes on the hanger in there and her purse. She bent to unstrap her heels before sliding her foot out of them.
She grabbed the gown and placed it under her nostrils inhaling the rich scent. The rose scent made her eyes fluttered close before she snapped them open. She dropped them on the hangar and proceeded to remove her clothes.
She quickly pulled the evening gown over her head and dropped it on the hanger before grabbing the leather gown.
She pulled it over her head and her face was covered when she suddenly heard the door open.
“Who is that?” She asked scared as she struggled to pull down the gown but was stuck.
She jerked away when something rolled up to her feet. “Who is that?” She asked with her accelerated heart.
She struggled to remove one of her arms that was stuck in the clothes and when she succeeded, she used it to yank it out of her head.
Her heart quickened when she saw no one in the room. Her eyes moved to the door and she ran to it turning down the knob. She swore she locked the door behind her before she started to undress.
How… how on earth did he enter? Goosebumps peppered her skin when she sighted a small puzzle box like exactly the one in her room.
She gasped as she picked it up. Her stalker followed her here again! She walked back in a trance as she held onto the strange box. She had not even opened the first one and he was sending her another one.
Her back hit the door and she slid down to the floor. Her heart palpitated loudly in her chest as she pulled her knees towards her chest.
Rocking forward and backward as she stared into space. She had a stalker. A dangerous one at it. How did he know every time she left the manor?
He was always wherever she was except the manor. Did he have a tracker on her?
She stood up frantically at the thought searching all her body.
She racked her hand through her hair and she shook her head.
She stopped and sighed sadly when she knew it was not possible. She hadn’t had a physical touch with the man and there was no way he would put a tracking device on her without her knowing.
Stalker? She has a stalker! That was what filled her head as she put on her evening gown again
She had no strength nor the urge in her to try any clothes after that.
She met Sugar waiting for her outside the changing room and her brow tilted. If she was here all while, how did he roll a box into the room?
She approached her and smiled back at her when she did even though that was one of her fake smiles.
“Did you perhaps leave here while I was changing?” She asked out of curiosity. Fear gripped her, what if she was here all along and she was even working for him because she approached her first?
“Yes, I went to attend to a customer. Did you need my help when I was gone?”
Jasira shook her head before using her words, “Nope.” It all makes sense now, her stalker did that when she was gone. The feeling of being watched overwhelmed her again but she quickly shook the feeling away.
She was not going to let this ruin this for her so she put on a smile and walked back into the changing room to pack all the dresses she chose, put the box into her purse, and went back to Sugar.
“Are you done now?” Sugar asked with a nice smile.
“Nope.” Jasira grinned popping the ‘p’. “I just started.” She added shaking her excitedly with a grin plastered on her face, she was going to bury every damn thought of the stalkers for tonight and enjoy the devil’s money.
“Now take me to the top and jackets section.”
Sugar giggled and collected her shopping bags dumping them to one of the sales girls before they waltzed into the section.
Jasira awwned all while as she did her choosing, the designs were out of the world, they were so captivating that she regretted not having money all while. When she saw the prices on them, she knew she was going to pay for this but who cares about the punishments, moreover they are worth it. Her cheeks painted red as she remembered how Alejandro suck on her clit. Call her names or not, but it was going against him that got her that kind of punishment she was ready to defile him all the time.
Her shopping spree went from there to jewelry, skin care products, shoes, perfumes, soaps, and a lot of things she knew she was never going to use cause why on earth did she buy sexy lingerie?
Swim wears when she didn’t even have time to swim. And what was she going to do with a wig, she bought a fucking wig. God; spending somebody else money does let her know that she is a heavy spender.
And that was not the least cause right now, she was transferring a hundred grands to her bank account from his money.
Alejandro was going to skin her alive cause she spent a damn million dollars in the cause of shopping.
And now that she was done, reality dawned on her and she badly wanted to return everything but they were too good to return and as she waited for the ride she begged from Alejandro, she knew she was stepping into trouble.