Married to the Bidder

Chapter 7: His World

Finally I made up my mind through the group of expensive clothes that my great husband brought me. God, as much as I can I dont want to look like my usual look at the club. All my clothes that I wear ay work are suppose to be revealing to attract some customers.

But I since my life has finally changed, even this is only temporary. I am a wife now.

A wife to a very famous and handsome man.

My life is different.

So for now, I want to be different.

But a part of my brain tells me that these clothes also hides my past life...my past is cheap...very low class but look these expensive clothes! Maybe this means also that I had change. That I am not the old Belle that works in a gentleman's club

So I picked an outfit that is...simple. A white body hugging top, it has as a halter neckline, black skinny jeans, then tied my hair in a ponytail.

Shoes...

I dont have any shoes.

Maybe my old ones.

I was going to get my shoes that I wore on my wedding day but my door suddenly opens making me jump in surprise. Only seeing Rafael holding the doorknob

"Jesus...Rafael, didnt you know how to knock?" I asked, hiding my surprise

"This is my penthouse. I can do whatever I want" he replied mockingly

"And I am your wife...and this is my room" I replied back also in a mocking tone too but my face is more in a teasing way but his was serious

He seems to not expect my reply but his frowning face changes into a smile "Your tough, eh?" He complimented "Anyway, here are some shoes and jewelries you needed"

J-jewelries? He brought me freaking jewelries!?

Some men came in wearing butler suits...hotel staff maybe. They are all holding several bags, some are boxes and packages. My eyes were wide open, my mouth was hanging open as they set them on the ground

"Jesus Christ..." I murmured on myself. "Rafael..."

"Thank you" Rafael told the boys and sign something that the boy handed to him. But I just stood their, dumbfounded

The boys finally left my room. Talk about suddenly bargin in.

Rafael opened one of the packages and my eyes shot open seeing those shining glamourous wonderful shoes. Wait, shining? I think they are only shining in my eyes.

"Pick some of the shoes that is best for that outfit you are wearing" he ordered me, "I am gonna wait downstairs"

Bossy as always.

After that he left my room, closing the door shut. I finally had time to dig in this boxes. What should l pick?

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After 5 minutes of checking up the shoes, jeweleries,makeups  and bags. I finally picked a black ankle  stilettos to match this outfit and black a black bag with chain strap

I put some light makeup on. I know these makeups...these are so expensive! At work, I only have makeup I bought from a cheap store or just borrow some from Catalina or my coworkers

Once I am done, I arranged my hair again in a clean high ponytail then checked out the mirror to see myself and I saw a totally different Isabelle.

So clean, so beautiful, so different.

Okay, I am good to go.

I left my room and head downstairs and I heard Rafael first at the living room...he's talking over the phone....and he looked not good.