[Seventy-Five]

|Chapter 75|

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𝗔𝗹𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘁𝗵𝘆𝗺𝗶𝗮

𝖠𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖻𝖾 𝖾𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗋

"You did a pretty decent job choosing these dresses," I tell Emilian. "I'm proud."

He blushes and says, "Good because I wasn't sure if you would like them."

"Can I try them all?" I ask Tyler.

"Of course. I have a room prepared for you." He leads us to a nice size room and places the dresses on a clothing rack.

"May I come in, love, or do you prefer to be alone?"

"You can join me if you can keep your hands to yourself."

"I will try," he enters and locks the door behind him.

"Which one did you like the most?" I question.

"I'm not sure yet. I have to see you try them on first."

"So none of them stuck out to you?"

"Yeah, but I won't let it persuade your decision."

"Fair enough." I quickly undress and look over to see him facing the opposite way.

The first dress I try on is a silky lavender, floor-length dress with a thigh-high slit. It also has beautiful flowers along the length of it.

Once I'm dressed, I tell him, "Okay I'm done."

He turns to me and immediately says, "This the one."

I burst out laughing and say, "Lovey, you haven't seen the others as yet."

"I don't need to," he moves closer to me and places his hands on my hips.

"What happened to no hands?" I smirk.

"I underestimated your beauty," he smiles.

"I know and you have a pretty tight grip on my butt right now."

"Yeah, no, I can't go a whole night with you wearing this."

"So, no to this dress?"

"Do you like it?" he asks me.

"Mhm, it fits me perfectly and I love the design," I say as I look in the mirror.

"Alright, I'm buying it but not for that night."

"Fine with me," I begin to undress.

I quickly put on another one and step in front of him. It's a blush-colored satin strapless dress.

He looks down at me and grins, "I knew you would wear the hell out of this dress." He takes a step back, biting his bottom lip. "Spin for me."

I roll my eyes and smile, "You're doing too much."

"Damn, that as-," he speaks and I turn and smack his arm.

"Do not finish that sentence," I tell him seriously.

I hate when people curse unnecessarily and that's why I rarely do it myself. I've honestly heard enough of it growing up.

"It slipped, baby. I'm sorry." And yes, Emilian knows but I understand sometimes he clearly cannot control what he does or say.

"So, do you prefer this one over the other?"

"No, I definitely like miss lavender over there but this is gorgeous too."

"Yeah, I like this one. Plus, it makes my booty look good." I just have to shake it a little and of course, I do it on him.

He grips my waist and presses me against him, and I freeze. "You're testing me, Elara."

I giggle and push off of him. "Okay, okay, I'll stop playing." He stares at me and pulls me closer.

I wrap my arms around his neck and he pecks my lips. "You're driving me crazy, woman."

"Good," I smirk. "Will we be matching?"

"Most definitely," he responds and pulls away.

"Ooo, can I help you pick a suit and tie?" I plead.

"It's a boring and simple process, love."

"Then let me make it fun," I tell him.

"Hmm, I'll think about it," he pecks my lips twice and slaps my butt. "Yes or no to this dress?"

"I love this dress. I'm thinking of what jewelry I could wear with this."

"We can check out the jewelry Ty has."

"Ooo, yes, I would love that."

"Ok, there are two dresses left but I'm not feeling the orange one." I grab the red dress and instruct him to look away.

When the dress is on, I look in the mirror and gasp. I love it. It's so simple, yet elegant.

"Can I look, baby?"

"No," I reply. "I want it to be a surprise because I think this is the one."

"Can I have a sneak peek?"

"Nope," I giggle. "I'm taking it off now because I know how you are."

"I won't peek, I promise."

After undressing and putting my original clothes on, I sneak up behind him as he's quietly typing on his phone.

"You're done, love?"

"Mhm." I wrap my arms around his torso. "Is that Lucian?"

"No, it's my mom asking if I'm treating you well."

I smile and say, "As she should."

"Am I?"

"One hundred percent," I pucker my lips.

He pecks my lips and tells me, "We'll look at the jewelry really quick then I need to make a quick stop."

"But baby-," he cuts me off by kissing me.

"I said quick stop, love. Don't start."

I roll my eyes and pout. "You're annoying."

"I know," he opens the door.

"Are y'all ready to check out, Sir?" the sales clerk asks as soon as we step out.

"Yes, but leave the orange dress. Where's Tyler?"

"He's on his lunch break, Sir."

"Are you authorized to sell jewels?"

"No, Sir but I call someone who is."

"That's fine we will return sometime this week," I tell him and he nods.

Emilian pays for the three dresses and we bid the nice clerk goodbye.

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"Are we going to a warehouse or something?" I question. I'm really curious as to where we're going and why.

"No, we're going to one of my restaurants because there was a mistake that occurred with an order."

"Can't a manager sort that out?"

"It has to be me or I'm going to lose my most valuable supplier."

"I'll talk to him for you."

He looks at me coldly, "Hell no."

"Why?" I take his hand.

"Stop asking, Elara because you are going to piss me off," he turns his attention back to the road.

"Baby, I just wanted to help," I caress his arms to calm him down.

"I know but these men are dangerous and I don't want you anywhere near them."

"I understand," I tell him and place a delicate kiss on his cheek. "I'm getting you a therapist."

"I know I need one but I don't want one right now."

"That's ok, we'll work towards it."

He brings my hand to his lip and says, "I love you and appreciate you. Thank you for caring."

"Of course, lovey."

We sit in a comfortable silence as we listen to classical music and out of nowhere, my belly rumbles unbelievably loud. Oops.

I look at him innocently and he sighs. "What do you want?"

"It's fine, Seb, I can wait until after your little meeting."

"Elara, what do you want?"

"Veggie wraps and crab legs," I mumble.

"Do want to cook it or do you want to order it from somewhere?"

"Um, I'll make the veggie wraps and we can order the seafood."

"Alright." He makes a quick call and stops at a little kitchen on the way. "Stay here."

I watch as my man goes into the building with his sexy walk. Damn. I just wanna eat him.

Minutes later, he strolls out with a large bag in hand and I just watch him, grinning. He walks over to my window and hands me the bag.

"Thank you, lovey," I smile.

"You're welcome, beautiful. I still ordered veggie wraps because I know you would forget that you wanted them."

"You know me too well," I blow him a kiss.

He reaches for the door handle and I stop him, "You can kiss me when you're inside."

He continues to open the door and leans in to embrace me. Aww, my baby.

"I can see you're stressed, Seb," I say softly. "You need to relax a bit."

"I know, that's why I'm hugging you."

"No, lovey, I meant relax at home in our bed without a phone and a laptop."

"Maybe tomorrow."

"Nuh-uh. For the rest of the week because I hate seeing you like this. We both need a break and we're going to take it."

"Fine," he sighs and lets me go. "But let me get this situation handled first." He shuts the door and comes back into the car.

"I think we need to take a baecation soon," I grin.

"What's that?" he asks confused.

"A couple's vacation."

"Just you and me?" he questions.

"Yeah, why not?"

"I've been trying to plan something like that but it has to be somewhere cold."

"Why?" I pout. "I want to buy new swimsuits.

"Hell no, baby. You in swimsuits is torture."

"Fine, but I'm picking the next location and I need to see a ring first," I flip my hair.

"And you will see it. Lips," he demands as we sit at a red light.

"Baby, you're driving," I remind him.

"Really quick."

I roll my eyes as he gently grabs my chin and brings my lips to his.

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