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A soft content hum passes Vespera's lips as she eyed a piece of designer clothing, her plump glossed lips were pursed, her eyes squinted behind the sunglasses that she wore.

She was very heavily debating on getting a certain dress that was before her on a rack. Why? Because she already has one like it but a different colour.

Infact, she was wearing the one she had gotten just days ago right now.

The dress honestly fits her figure utterly perfectly, her curves were more defined and she adored the way it made her ass look.

What more reason to buy a dress really?

She held her gucci purse in her left hand while her right rested under her chin as she thought about her choices and which one to make.

"Now do I want you or not?" She mutters to herself with a soft sigh, not at all even noticing the way she was being watched closely by the manager of the boutique that she's in.

While Vespera's still eying the dress and deep in thought, the manager walks over to her, head held high.

"Excuse me," she says, sounding rather annoyed though she had a forced smile on her thin lips. The sound of her voice made Vespera hum as she looked over at the woman, brow arching.

Her dark brown eyes zeroed in onto the bagde on the women blouse and it only made her confusion grow.

Why was the manager speaking to her? Maybe to see if I need help, she thinks to herself but she banishes that thought as she see's the tight smile on the woman's thin, dark red lips.

Oh, what did I do now? Vespera mentally questions herself. Did she eat too many of the free treats they were handing out earlier? Probably, she's had so many of them that she was now full even if she'd came into this store slightly hungry. She can just pay them for that no?

She knew she needed to control herself when it came to free snacks as if she did not have money now. She could just buy them now but free snacks were always tempting.

Atleast to her they were.

The woman before her eyes her in what seems to be disdain, making Vespera as nervous as ever.

Maybe she did do something.

Well damn, she thinks. "I get that you're window shopping but I have clients that actually want to buy things." The shorter woman before her says tersely. "I know it must eat you up inside, unable to buy such expensive clothing given the colour of your skin." She adds. "But you're just in the way." She finishes.

Vespera stands there in complete shock and disbelief at this woman's words. Yes she was once unable to buy such utterly expensive clothing but was this woman blind?

She was literally wearing the same dress that she was looking at but only her own is in white.

But did this damn woman just basically call her poor because of her skin colour?

The dark skinned woman couldn't help but laugh hard at the sheer stupidity of this damn woman. Was she serious? Did she treat other poc clients like this? How did she still have her job? Or did no one complain about her?

Eitherway, this was crazy. This bitch was crazy.

What kind of thinking was that??

As she laughed, the manager only had become more enraged, wondering what was so funny. Her face started to heat up as she clenched her jaw.

"I don't see what's funny," she bites out at the younger woman before her, her distaste evident in her voice. All young women did was annoyed her.

They were so disrespectful. So fucking full of themseleves. So what they were young and pretty?

"You," Vespera breathes out as she snorts and shook her head as the woman gives her a look of disbelief. How in the fuck is she funny? "Why would I be in here if I couldn't buy a thing?" The young brown skinned woman asks. "And if you would use your eyes, you'd see that I'm wearing a dress like the one before me." She adds and watches as the woman took her in.

[Not sure if that's a designer dress but just pretend it is if not because pinterest doesn't help when it comes to things like that.]

The manager blinks slightly in surprise, her face growing redder as she sees the girl was only wearing designer items.

Did she steal those? She thinks.

In her mind that was the only way that someone like Vespera could have gotten things like that. She couldn't rich and no one in their right mind would even gift her such expensive items.

Who would want her? She was probably too ghetto for someone rich anyway.

"Get out!" The woman suddenly yells at Vespera who let's out a groan, as others in the store looked over.

A few other workers eyes widened at the sight and rushed over, instantly pulling away the manager as they apologized to Vespera which only pissed off the older woman more. She was already annoyed by the fact that this woman was wearing designer clothing. It just irked her and in her mind, they should be lucky she did not call the police.

Why were they apologizing to this little girl? Why were they pulling her away? Did they lose their minds, did they want to be fired?

"We're so sorry about her," one of the workers says almost nervously to the woman before them causing Vespera to arch a brow. Why in the fuck was this person so damn nervous? Because she was going to report this woman or for another reason?

Honestly, she isn't sure.

"Why are you apologizing to her!?" The manager hissed out and Vespera rolled her eyes. "She's Vespera, Ruby! She's the owner of this damn boutique!" One of the other workers yelled out at the older woman who stiffened at that and looks over at Vespera who too was surprised.

I own this? She thinks with furrowed brows before she took out her phone, dailing a certain number and puts it on speaker.

"Hello, darling." The gruff, deep voice of her sugar daddy- or well her boyfriend came through the phone. Neither liked going around saying that- nor did they call each other they're in a sugar baby/sugar daddy.

Who does that anyway?

Plus they were more than that now. Or they hoped so even though they haven't really talked about it.

Yet.

They acted more like a couple as neither didn't talk about the arrangment made that night, months ago.

Vespera was just a woman with an older, rich and utterly handsome boyfriend at this point. She didn't mind though.

But she knew that she needed to talk to him when she already caught feelings. Have since their first meeting honestly.

Who wouldn't fall for an older, rich as hell and handsome man that treated you like a queen? And another plus was that he was submissive.

"Hey baby, I have a question." Vespera asks softly. "Of course, my love. What's on your mind?" The male asks calmly, blood dripping down his chin and his lips. And yes, he stopped feeding just to answer his girl's call.

He always does and his brother would tease him about it but stopped recently when he did the same for his newfound mate that was also human. Now Adonis teased him.

"Do we- I own Soft Petal's boutique?" He hears her ask and a low chuckle passes his lips. "That you do, I brought it for you though that was suppose to be a surprise but I'm guessing you're there?" He sighs out. "That I am," Vespera replies as she gives the 'manager' a cold smile.

Oh would would ya look at that, Vespera thinks to herself.

"I mentioned that it was a gift for you to some of the workers and two of them saw your picture flash across my screen when you called," Adonis say with a hum as he decided on another surprise.

This one didn't count since it was ruined. "I know how much you liked it," he adds and Vespera swoons along with others who were listening in. "Thank you, baby. I'll call you later okay? Gotta take care of something," Vespera says to the male as her eyes narrowed while she stared at the manager who looked paler than she was before.

She was realizing how badly she fucked up and was praying that she didn't get fired. She was just having a bad day.

And those days happened alot. Maybe Vespera would have mercy on her.

"You're welcome pretty and alright, be careful." Adonis says softly as he kicks the dead body before him. "Oh I will," she replies before they hung up, biting her tongue as three words wanted to tumble out her mouth.

Now wasn't the right time, she mentally tells herself before she puts her phone in her purse. "You're fired," she deadpans at the woman whose face drops more.

Why did she seem surprised? No one but her knew as why would Vespera not fire her on the spot?

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I was gonna start it at like the start of their 'arrangement' but was like nah.

When will Vespera and Adonis have the conversation about them? I don't know, might keep having them interrupted for funsies.
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Comment and vote, not proofread.
There are spelling mistakes, I know.
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