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“I don't think they have it here though. Can we go to shop opposite this one?” I'd never been there before. Thought I noticed the odd pull it had, mainly because it only opened at night time. Weird. But when we got in, I confirmed it. “You've got to be fucking kidding me” I muttered when she'd gotten far enough. The shelves displayed everything I embarrassingly knew too much about. From overtly short school uniforms to dresses that wouldn't get you passed daylight without attracting unnecessary attention. The trays held every shape and size of dildos. Even fantasy collections. I'd never seen those kinds before.

he added. "That red dress in the mannequin is the last of our remaining stock, Sir," the saleslady informed. "Do you still want to take it?" "Yes. We don't mind," Dylan replied. He looked around, pointed to one of the shoe display racks, and casually continued, "We'll also take those five pairs of flats." The saleslady nodded and asked, "Anything else, Sir?" Knowing that Madison did not want anything else, Dylan replied, "Nothing more."

Dallion drawled, holding up a sleek black shirt and inspecting the stitching as if it held the secrets of the universe. The store manager’s polite expression faltered, but he recovered quickly. "Sir, these are handmade imports, crafted once a year. We can't drop it lower than five thousand." Dallion smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Come on, man, don't be such a tight-fisted dealer. Surely, the Cross empire’s reputation alone should earn me a discount." Sherryl kept her gaze down, cringing slightly. She was the captive here, but it was Dallion's bargaining that embarrassed her the most. And yet, she found herself oddly entertained by the exchange, her lips twitching as she held back

Tom said. "But y'all are not in Mt.Olympus no more, you guys are in the city, where people usually wear Chanel, Celine, YsL and Dior!" "What are those?" Jonas asked curiously while looking up to Jiroo naively. "This shirt is from Dior, Liam's shirt is from Celine. They are brands and this is what people usually are wearing." Jiroo explained and they all nod at him, as if they just learned the most amusing things in their life. "Next, ordinary humans don't have powers, do any of you have powers?"

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I gasped unknowingly, my mouth hung slightly apart. Vivianne was standing in a black outfit that shimmered with every move she made. "This is one of our best sellers. The Passion Glitter Diana Dress. This stunning gown features shimmering glitter fabric with an elegant off-the-shoulder neckline, figure-flattering ruching, and a daring slit. Not too revealing, is it?"

“I hope so.” She seemed to remember she was supposed to be selling him something. “These shirts are pretty basic. The ones with the custom embroidery are over there. Are those more your style?” “Actually, I’m wanting something simple. And without sounding boring, I’m looking for white or black.” “Classic choices.” She eyed the breadth of his shoulders. The length of his arms and torso. Then pulled out four shirts. Two white, two black. “These are the same brand but the fabric weight is different. Try them on. The dressing rooms are back by the boots.”

God, she was pretty. And she was wearing the shirt, which made me smile behind my hand. That shirt was what had drawn me to her in the first place. A crossover from two of my favorite shows, it depicted Lucille, the bat from The Walking Dead, and the Winchester’s Chevy Impala from Supernatural, with text that read, “Dad’s still on a hunting trip.” A fan of both shows, I’d understood the message and laughed the first time I’d seen it, wishing I had a shirt like that. It’d actually taken me a couple of seconds to realize the material of that shirt stretched across a very lovely set of feminine breasts. When my brain finally registered what I was seeing, my eyebrows perked up and my gaze wander

She hands one of the bags to Lillian, who does not stand up when she opens it. They were two identical little black T"shirts, except for the phrase, one said "I was planned" and the other "I am the bonus". "What a tacky thing. "Adam complains making a face when he sees the shirts. "My kids won't wear this! "Thank you, Geneva, ​​I loved it! But we know that neither was planned. "Lillian observes the shirts. "But I assure you that they will use it! " Great, I'm glad you like it. "She brags and looks at Adam who rolls his eyes.