Wear something he chose
"You look pale and somewhat worried…everything okay?" Brigitte asked while they stepped out of the car, Alana shook her head and draped the silver chain of her purse over her shoulder and gestured for the driver to wait
"I'm fine, I called you to meet me because I need Help," Alana said as both women headed towards the entrance of the boutique they came to. It was mid-afternoon, and the sun was at its fun peak. Even so, the cool breeze was refreshing and slightly blew her floral dress
"You need some lady time huh…well you got the right woman for the job," Brigitte said mischievously and elbowed Alana as both women chuckled and held hands and proceeded inside
Alana was a little worried about finding something good to wear. Ricardo seemed serious about everything
"Bonjour Caroline," Brigitte said to the lady who was busy talking to some customers, immediately he saw them. The lady smiled and walked up to them
"Aha, long time no see Mrs Suarez…it's an honor to see you again," the lady said with a smile, Alana loved the French accent. Brigitte chuckled and grabbed Alana's hand
"Well, this is my friend…Alana, she wants something Magnifique" Brigitte beamed and the lady nodded and turned to Alana
"Welcome madam…thanks for coming to our boutique, I'm Caroline and I'll be assisting you," the lady said with a low bow, she was slightly tall, an elegantly dressed woman. Alana smiled in amusement seeing how grateful the woman was
"Thanks, we want some of your beautiful collections," Alana said as the lady guided them farther in
Alana noticed the lady had that girl look chic, subtly sexy, natural, relaxed, and casually elegant. Her eyes were accentuated with both the french girl style which was hard to define, but most. Her style was about looking put together, without looking like she tried too hard or spent hours in front of the mirror.
"So, we have some new evening gowns…from chic to elegant and sexy," Caroline said as she took out several sample dresses they had on the shelves. Alana and Brigitte were glad to check them all
Alana was a dress enthusiast. She adored anything fashionable. She could tell the material used even without touching it
"I like this…sexy and elegant," Brigitte said as she held up a long-sleeved burgundy dress. It was a mermaid train dress with an open backside up to the waist
"It's good, but not good enough," Alana said, the fabric was a little thick. And it had a corset which would make her breast push up
It took some time for Alana to choose what she wanted. The sales lady brought out almost everything. While selecting, Brigitte had even ordered something to eat and drink and she was lazily sitting while Alana picked up four dresses. Brigitte watched Alana from afar. She had never seen a woman with a timid personality be a shopping freak. Alana looked easy from the outside but she seemed jovial. Brigitte concentrated on munching on her snacks to mind Alana
"We are good now," After a while Alana walked back to Brigitte
"So finally, you selected what you wanted," Brigitte said and rose to her feet, Alana nodded with a smile and both women left the changing room and went straight to the counter to pay
"You know, I never knew you were this jovial… you are meant for the outdoors," Brigitte remarked and Alana chuckled, she was just amused by the dresses she was seeing. Such unique designs caught her eye. If she could make any dress, she knew she would make something breathtaking
"I don't think so… I happen to have a thing for clothes,' shopping always bored her to death, it was her friend Joslin who liked shopping frequently. Brigitte didn't argue but nodded once they reached the cashier. The boutique was one of the best
"Please, pack these for me," Alana said and the woman behind the counter nodded. There wasn't a line, which Alana appreciated. It seemed some just came for window shopping and admire the clothes
"Bri, do you often shop here?" Alana asked while digging in her purse to take out her card. Ricardo gave her his bank cards earlier. But she didn't want to use any of his money. Instead, she would use her own money
"I guess, but not often… in the past," Brigitte replied, she seemed uncomfortable. Alana guessed it had to do with her ex-husband. While Alana was digging through her purse, a few things dropped out
"Shoot," she muttered and was about to pick them up when Brigitte beat her to it. To Brigitte's surprise, Alana grabbed two bank cards, and Brigitte found both familiar.
"Here, charge from this,"
"Yes madam," the lady said and took Alana's card. The entire time Brigitte was staring at Alana. She didn't want to make conclusions over bank cards, but why was Alana with the boss's cards
"I'm sorry mom, it's not working," the lady said once she swiped the card and nothing happened.
"Are you sure…please try again," she coaxed the woman to try once more. Her card worked perfectly fine, so what happened
"Sure," the lady replied and tried again, this time both Brigitte and Alana paid attention to her and again nothing happened
"There must be a problem with the machine," Brigitte said and Alana nodded. The lady shook her head and returned the card to Alana
"I'm sorry ma'am, but do you have another one," the lady asked politely. Alana was agitated, she glanced at Brigitte and he was just staring at her
"If you don't have cash, I'll pay then you can refund me," Brigitte whispered and prepared to dig in her purse when Alana stopped her
"It's fine," Alana muttered and hesitantly retrieved one of Ricardo's cards from her purse
"Here, try this," she handed the card without looking, immediately she saw it, the woman's eyes widened in shock. Not just her but even the manager who just came to see what was happening
"Is everything okay, madam do you need any assistance?" the man asked shifting his gaze from the dumbstruck cashier to Alana
"Everything is fine…just some mishap," Alana replied with a smile and the lady regained her wits and nodded, the entire time Brigitte didn't stop looking at Alana, how on earth did she have their boss's black card.
"Here, it worked," the lady gave back the card and Alana nodded
"Thanks," she would refund Ricardo later on. She hated the idea of using his money
Alana was escorted out of the boutique by several ladies who carried her bags. Surprisingly, they were giving her special treatment. Brigitte understood why she was suddenly receiving such VIP treatment.
"So, how long have you known the boss?" Brigitte asked once both settled in the car.
"I don't know him… I'm just his secretary," Alana said and averted her eyes. Brigitte was bothered, she hoped Alana wasn't having an affair with their boss. She was innocent and married on top of that. She didn't want to have suspicions about Alana. She was her friend, however, Brigitte felt obliged to ask her if they had a chance
After Alana dropped off Brigitte at her apartment, she went straight home. It was nearly evening. She had to get ready for the party
"Please madam get ready, I'll help you out," Mrs Marks said as soon as they helped Alana carry the bags to her room
"Where is your boss?" She didn't see Ricardo since morning, Alana wanted to know when he would come to get ready
"Well, sir gave instructions… when you get ready, he'll have someone drive you to the venue," Mrs Marks replied while arranging Alana's clothes.
"Okay," Alana nodded and went to the bathroom for a hot shower. This was the first gathering she was attending with Ricardo, she didn't want to mess up. When Alana came out from the shower, she found several dresses placed on the bed. She didn't remember buying any of it
"Wear this," there was a note on the bed. For some reason, she felt fuzzy inside. Did Ricardo do this? But if he was going to buy her a dress, why did he let her go shopping? Alana wanted to call him and ask, but his phone was off. However, she decided to wear it since it came from Ricardo.
Without knowing, there was a car parked outside the road away from the mansion, the sky was turning dark. The car windows rolled down revealing a man in a shimmery black tux
"Alessio, do you think she'll wear the dress I gifted her?" it was Rocco who asked his right hand. The old man in front nodded rapidly
"Yes, yes…you gave her the best, sir," Alessio replied and Rocco let out a chuckle
"Then I'll be happy to see my angel wearing a dress chosen by me," saying that the car windows winded up and the driver started the car. Rocco's expression morphed into a sour one as they left there unnoticed. He was looking forward to seeing the look on Ricardo's face once he learned the dress Alana was going to wear was made and gifted by the enemy.
