Chapter 55: Shopping and Spree

ANNABEL

I was standing in front of a gigantic building and it wasn't just that, I was standing in front of the best clothing brands in the world, and we were walking in like we owned the place. NO—he was walking in like he owned the place.

"You own here?"

I asked, looking around like a lost puppy and I noticed his stare on me, light but yet caused an effect that made my pulse quicken.

"Hmmmm, not my thing, not my style."

He said, holding my hands ...