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“Liana had to step out for a client’s wardrobe emergency, but she’s filled me in on your requests for this visit. I’ve already pulled some great options for yourwifehere, that I know she’s going to love.”

The way she called me hiswifeas if she can’t believe I am doesn’t sit well with me. Everything about this woman gives me the ick. I don’t know her, but I know I can’t stand her already. And if eye-fucking my husband isn’t bad enough, the fact shethinksshe knows what I’ll want to wear irritates me.

Her long blonde hair is perfectly slicked back into a high ponytail, and she’s wearing a skintight red dress that cuts off at her knees and a matching blazer and red lipstick.Her nude heels are nearly six inches tall. There’s no way this woman picked out anything I’ll like.

Matteo mumbles something incoherent under his breath as he lightly pushes me through the door she’s holding for us. We walk into the brightly lit store. It’s not huge, but there seems to be a front section with meticulously organized racks of clothes and mannequins showcasing different outfit ideas. Farther in the back is a dressing room and tailor area.

I have to admit, the outfits on the mannequins are cute but not so much my style. They’re all wearing either dresses or skirts.Does this place not have any jeans or leggings?

A black belted trench coat with ribbed sleeves and an oversized shawl collar on a mannequin catches my attention over in the corner, so I slowly walk up to it. I’m drawn to it because it reminds me of a jacket my mom has. She got it when we lived in Colorado, and I borrowed it every time I could. The memory makes me chuckle softly.

“You like that one?” Matteo asks. I hadn’t even realized he followed me over here.

“It’s nice,” I say nonchalantly as I turn to face him. His smirk tells me I didn’t play that off as well as I thought.

“We’ll take one of these,” he orders the blonde. Her eyes widen and her mouth remains in a straight line.

“Oh, we just got that coat in today. There’s onlyselectsizes available in it for another couple months until the rest of Liana’s shipment comes in for the fall season.”

Matteo turns to face her. “Well, maybe you should find out if one of thoseselectsizes is my wife’s size, and if not, then I’ll pay extra to have it rushed.”

She pauses for a second before pasting on a wide smile, one that I’d consider overly fake, and nods. “Of course,Matteo. I’ll check after I escort your wife to the dressing room to try on the options I pulled for her.”

The way she says his name is too personal.Toocomfortable. As if she knows him. I do my best to ignore it as she walks up to me, placing her hand on my arm to lead me to the back of the store.

She pulls open the large floor-to-ceiling door with a mirror on the outside with an intricate metal design around it and directs me into the dressing room full of outfits I don’t like.

“Why don’t you get undressed and try on the first option,” she says, pointing to an emerald-green dress suit. “When you’re ready to come out, we can see how you like it. Based off your feedback, I can pull some additional options or we cantweak what we have in here. Sound good?” Her chipper voice is too fake for my liking. I just nod in response.

She goes to close the door, but before doing so, she peeks her head back in and says, “I’m Ashley, by the way. Anything you need, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

Yeah, Ashley. I’ll be sure to do just that.

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MATTEO

The possibility of this saleswoman not remembering who I am flew right out the front door when she opened it. What are the fucking chances that the last woman I let blow me in my club is the salesperson for my wife?

The only reason I came here was because of my cousin, Liana. I believe in supporting my family, and as my favorite cousin, my only cousin, I wanted to bring Luxtyn to her boutique to see if there’s anything she might like.

I had no fucking idea Ashley worked here, but why would I? I didn’t look into her work history before letting her suck my cock, but I sure as hell wish I had now.

She closes my wife into the dressing room and sashays her way up to me before dropping her hand on my arm, making my stomach churn. “I was excited when Liana informed me you would be coming in today, but I had no idea you got married. And to a different girl than that one that came into the club that night, nonetheless.”

I cock a brow at Ashley’s hand on my arm before peeling it off me like she’s some disease. Because that’s what she is. Adisease that’s come back with a vengeance. Not what I need right now.

She falters slightly as I release her hand. I drop my voice low, making sure only she can hear me. “Listen closely, Ashley. You have one job today, and that’s to find some clothes formy wife. You and I don’t know each other. You and I don’t have a history. Do you understand?”

She looks back and forth between my eyes, and I swear I can smell the fear wafting off her. But it’s not just fear I smell. It’s stupidity. Her overconfidence makes her dense.She better not do anything fucking stupid.

The corners of her mouth tick up as she broadens her smile, showcasing her white teeth. “I understand, Matteo,” she says with a gleam in her eyes and in a sultry tone that makes my hair stand on end, not in a good way.

Turning on her heel, she walks back toward Luxtyn’s dressing room. I decide to check in with Rocco and Tito, who’ve posted up outside the boutique, ignoring the sixth sense I have that’s telling me Ashley’s going to be more trouble than her mediocre dick-sucking skills were ever worth.

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LUXTYN

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