Chapter 9

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As soon as she entered the boutique, she took a deep breath as she looked around checking what she was working with. Rows and rows of some of the most expensive dresses and heels surrounded her, with a small counter of makeup to the side. 

As expected, a petite woman immediately approached her at the door.

"Mrs. Winger, we have been expecting you, I'll be assisting you today, My name is Sondra." She breathed in a quiet voice. 

"Hello, Sondra! I'm in a bit of a rushed situation. You see Christopher suddenly changed plans and were going out instead of home. So I need to quickly get dressed and ready here before heading out." Annabelle told her as she walked closer to the dress on the mannequin. 

It was sequin rose gold strapless plunging neckline and very very short, just what she needed. She smiled looking over the dress and turned to Sondra,

"Can you grab this in my size? Along with some makeup products? I'm going to look for some heels and a clutch."

"Sure! We have the perfect clutch with this dress that I can grab if you'd like." Sondra answered rushing into motion. 

"Go ahead! I'll meet you in the changing rooms." 

Annabelle looked down the aisle of heels looking for the best one to go with the shoes, quickly settling on the perfect gold strappy Christian Louboutin pair she would never normally consider.

She quickly headed to the dressing room to get dressed, as she silently planned out how to ruin Christophers night a slow smile spread on her face. She was now actually looking forward to a night of fun, one she hadn't allowed herself in a while. 

Sondra was waiting for her in the changing rooms, which was a massive room with a seating area, some tables spread out among the couches, a large mirror along one wall, and two curtained off areas to change. The dress hung in the center of the room and she saw that Sondra had arranged some makeup products on a small table, with the perfect golden clutch for her. 

"Thank you, Sondra," Annabelle said as she slid into one of the changing rooms with the dress. 

Annabelle was all too aware of the effect her body and looks had on people, and just as she had expected the dress was perfect on her. The plunging neckline accentuated her curves even more. As she stepped out into the room she turned to look at the back and grinned. Saying the dress had a back, was close to a lie, the neckline swooped low and the hem barely went past her underwear, highlighting her long legs. 

Sondra gasped as she took her in,

"He is in so much trouble!" She laughed as she looked at Annabelle's reflection.

"He sure is! This is perfect! How do you like the shoes?" She asked as she slipped on the heels. Sondra nodded approvingly as she brought up the makeup products,

"You have such great skin, you probably don't even need much product." She admired taking in her face. 

Annabelle laughed as she let her hair down. She had been wearing it in professional buns and was glad to take out all the pins and loosen it out around her, shuffling with her fingers. Her dark red hair hung perfectly in waves down to the top of her hips. She adjusted a couple of pins to pull the hair away from her face but left it loose around her back. 

"Trust me, I can use all the help I can get with makeup, but since I'm in a rush, I have to go minimal." She said with a pout as she quickly swiped on some dark red lipstick, some highlighter around her shoulders and cheekbones. She finished it up with the quickest smokey eye she had ever attempted and turned to Sondra,

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