~ Sylara POV ~ "Nick... that is seriously enough!" I complained for the umpteenth time as he casually pointed to yet another display case, completely ignoring my protests. He didn't just pick out a few clothes, he was buying out entire collections. And these luxury bags and shoes weren't just ordinary designer items—they were high-fashion pieces worth thousands upon thousands of dollars. "Didn't I tell you we were going out so I could treat you like my queen?" he asked, his deep voice smooth, entirely unbothered by the astronomical price tags. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running my hand through my hair. "I know you said that, but this is way too much! I don't even need half of these!" I gestured wildly toward the mountain of boxes, heels, dresses, and leather bags currently being held by a small army of bow-tied store staffs. The moment we had walked into the exclusive boulevard mall, Nick had quietly signaled the security team to clear out the entire floor. He had
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