FORBIDDEN AFFECTION

Chapter 5: Tailor Shop

Amelia Von Montclair

I swept into the tailor shop, exuding an aura of authority and sophistication. My eyes scanned the array of fabrics and designs, my voice laced with a commanding tone as she addressed the shopkeeper

"I demand your utmost attention, for I seek a dress of extraordinary beauty. I want a gown that will bewitch all who lay eyes upon me, a creation that surpasses the boundaries of imagination. The fabric must whisper secrets of luxury, the silhouette must embrace my figure with precision, and every stitch must be a testament to the masterful artistry of your craft." I demanded

"Right this way, my lady"

"Do not disappoint me, for I have high standards, and I will settle for nothing less than perfection."

My lips curled into a contemptuous sneer as my eyes fell upon the hideous creation before me. With a derisive tone, I unleashed my cutting words upon the unfortunate tailor

"What monstrosity is this? Were you attempting to mock me with this abomination? I cannot fathom how anyone could conceive such a repulsive garment. It seems you possess no sense of taste or artistry. Do you revel in creating eyesores? Perhaps you were aiming to drive away all who dare to look upon me-"

"Calm down, my lady, people are staring at us. I understand your disappointment, for your expectations are always met with the highest standards. But let not this blemish tarnish your radiance. Remember, it is not the gown that defines you, but the indomitable spirit that dwells within."

Y/n stops me mid-sentence but that doesn't mean I'm still not mad.

"How dare you interrupt me, peasant"

I flinched in my spot when she began doing that thing again, with a glint of mischief in her eyes, she approached me, her movements a delicate dance of seduction.

"Forgive me, my Mistress, for any distress I may have inadvertently caused. Allow me to ease the tension that binds your heart, to dissolve your anger in a moment of intimate connection."

As she said those words my heart raced, a mix of anticipation and unease swirling within me. The air grew thick with tension, and my normally composed demeanor faltered under the weight of my conflicting emotions. I could feel the pulse of desire, like a relentless drumbeat, tempting me to surrender to the intoxicating allure of her seduction. Yet, a lingering nervousness clung to me, whispering doubts and cautionary warnings.

In this vulnerable moment, I found myself teetering on the precipice of surrender, torn between succumbing to the enticement before I or resisting the unpredictable path it may lead them down.

I inhaled sharply and gulped, why couldn't I resist those alluring stares?

"F-Fine, just give me the most expensive gown, I'll buy it... and make sure to measure this peasant right here, provide her a simple dress. That's all, just deliver it to my Mansion later on"

The owner bowed and I just fan myself because I still felt weird because of that interaction earlier

My impatience thinly veiled by a facade of composed anticipation, awaited my maid's return as the tailor meticulously measured her for the custom-made dress.

Every passing moment felt like an eternity, her eyes flickering between the tailor's bustling movements and the door through which her maid would soon emerge. Time seemed to crawl, each passing second a testament to my yearning for the maid's presence by my side.

With a mixture of anticipation and restlessness, I stood there, a regal figure amidst the tapestries and mannequins, my eyes occasionally glancing towards the entrance, willing my beloved maid to appear and relieve the ache of her absence.

"I'm done, Mistress. Shall we go now?"

She asked adorably and I only bit my lips to suppress my emotions.

"Make sure to finish it by tonight"

I ordered the tailor and left the shop gracefully, I felt the eyes of the people that surrounded me but I only smirked in response

I love the attention.