Burgundy Pocketbook 소설 & 이야기

“All right, let’s see what you got.” The assistant led us to a private area of the store where the most exclusive pieces were displayed. “This just arrived from our spring collection,” Audrey said, lifting a sleek bag in a rich emerald green with gold accents. “It’s a limited edition, only five in the world.” My eyes widened as I admired the bag. I gently ran my fingers over the smooth leather. “It’s beautiful.” Zephyr, standing a few steps away, spoke up. “Do you love it?”

The content of the first box made me gasp, and the second had me fanning myself because the room suddenly got hot seeing those presents. The first box contained a backless lavender dress, with a slit that stopped right at my thigh. The second box contained black Saint Laurent heels and a purse to match. The content of the last box was a beauty to behold. It was the latest edition of the Bulgari necklace. I was gobsmacked by this gift.

One of the assistants, a woman in a sleek black suit, stepped forward with a polite smile. "Mr. and Mrs. Barton, welcome. We've prepared the collection for your private viewing." Annabelle blinked at the title but didn't correct her. Richard simply nodded, his hand lingering at the small of her back before he went to take a call. The assistant led Annabelle to a plush seating area and laid out an album of designs. "These are the latest Parisian pieces. Handcrafted silk, Swarovski embroidery-each one is a statement of class." Annabelle flipped through the pages, shaking her head at the dramatic ones. "Too much lace. Too poofy. Way too sparkly," she murmured.

There is no mate bond, but having him close makes me feel more secure. “I can’t wait for you to see this.” He rubs his thumb on the top of my hand as he leads me to a store. It’s rare Bronx gets so excited about surprising me. We approach a bookstore with a dusty, old window display. In gold paint, there is a picture of a pan flute and a goat. The images are peeling and sundried as if they’ve been there forever. Over the pictures are the words ‘The Barded Goat Used & Collectible Books’.

When she came back, there was a large gift-wrapped box. "I know this is kind of early but this is my advance gift for your birthday!" Angela patiently unwrapped the gift and opened the boy. Angela gasped as her eyes landed on the dazzling lilac Alexander McQueen purse. Angela's eyes rocketed to the roof and her jaw dropped to her lap. "Do you like it? It's a limited edition, only three in the entire world!" Bethany exclaimed, clapping her hand. Adrain didn't look so interested since he isn't into these girly items.

The shopping guide hurriedly said, “I’m really sorry. I only cared about taking all these things just now and so, I forgot to bring the Birkin 30 with me. Wait a moment. I will go and get it for you now!” After that, he hurried back into the warehouse, found an orange square cardboard box, and opened the cardboard box carefully in front of Charlie and Claire. After that, the shopping guide took a handbag out from the dust bag and handed it to him. He then said attentively, “Sir, take a look at it. This is the most popular gray this year, and it is the most highly sought-after color in this series. If you really buy that box of goods that was put together just now, this bag will be yours.”

Alarick said and led the way to the stall. A small cube bag displayed in front caught the attention of Luna. She stopped to clearly investigate the pattern of the design. "You can't afford that. Would you like to see our budget section?" The rude sales lady behind her said. "I'm sorry, what?" Luna confusedly tried to clarify what she just heard. "That is a Louis Vuitton Monogram canvas with Chain Print Petite Malle bag. Judging by your appearance, you may be beautiful but I know that you are broke. So if you want to choose cheaper bags, I can show you what you can pay for." The sales lady replied.

She bowed and went to bring the bag, while Blue browsed through the store. “ma’am, here it is.” she said, as she stood at the check out with the bag. “Ahh, it is so pretty….what model is it.” I asked if my hand felt good quality leather. Fuck, I miss this feeling. “This is the Chanel Classic Flap Bag in the colour nude which is going for $15,000” “Ahh, that's…..” “Not your range” I was taken aback by the statement. I knew that voice and it was hard to find golddiggers where gold was.

I watched him disappear into the kitchen. As I picked up his jacket to hang it properly, something slipped from the inner pocket. A card. Heavy. Embossed in gold. Conti Private Atelier – Bridal Collection Pickup Confirmation.

“Saw something cute next door.” Fab waved me off. “Don’t buy another journal you’ll never use.” Jacques smirked. “She probably already did.” I rolled my eyes and tugged my cardigan tighter as the sun dipped lower. The air had cooled, soft gold spilling over the pavement. The boutique window glowed like a little sanctuary. Leather-bound notebooks. Dried flowers. Calming things. The bell over the door chimed softly. Inside smelled like lavender and dust and pages that hadn’t been touched in years. A quiet, forgotten kind of peace.