MY LITTTLE BUNNY

Chapter 2

MY LITTLE BUNNY

Chapter 2

The drive remained silent from beginning to end.

Bella stole several glances at the man beside her, but he never uttered a single word. His attention stayed on the road, his expression as cold and unreadable as ever.

After nearly thirty minutes, the car pulled to a stop in front of a magnificent building.

Bella's eyes widened.

The elegant sign hanging above the entrance belonged to one of the most famous luxury boutiques in the country. They specialized in custom-made clothing for both men and women. Their designs were exclusive, produced in limited quantities, and so expensive that only the wealthiest could afford them.

What are we doing here? she wondered.

Without saying a word, Kraig stepped out of the car and shut the door behind him.

Bella hurried out after him.

Still confused, she followed as he walked toward the grand entrance.

The moment they stepped inside, a stunning woman with striking mixed-race features welcomed them with a bright smile.

"Welcome, Kraig! It's been a while. How have you been?" she greeted warmly.

"I'm good. And you?" he replied simply, making it clear he wasn't interested in a long conversation.

His indifferent attitude didn't dampen the woman's enthusiasm in the slightest.

"I'm wonderful!" she beamed. "I'm so glad you finally decided to visit in person. You always send your assistants or Nelly. It's nice to finally have you in my workshop."

"Don't get ahead of yourself," Kraig interrupted flatly. "I'm not here for you. She's the one getting clothes."

Only then did the woman notice Bella.

Her surprised expression looked so exaggerated that Bella almost laughed.

"Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed. "I'm so sorry, pretty. I was so engrossed with Kraig that I completely missed this lovely damsel. I hope you'll forgive me."

She flashed Bella a dazzling smile.

"I didn't know he had such a beautiful company. It must have taken a lot of beauty treatments to stay this gorgeous!"

Bella almost rolled her eyes.

Fake.

"He hardly ever visits personally," the woman continued. "That's why I'm so excited today. My name is Victoria, but you can call me Vicky."

She stretched out her hand.

Bella accepted it with a sweet smile.

"I'm Bella. It's nice to meet you."

She paused before adding innocently,

"And don't worry about ignoring me earlier. It must be difficult living with... eye problems. I'm so sorry."

Vicky's smile froze.

Did this nobody just insult me?

Rage flared inside her, but she quickly buried it beneath another practiced smile.

Bella caught every flicker of it.

Idiot, she thought smugly.

Still smiling, Vicky wrapped an arm around Bella's as if they were old friends.

Her freshly manicured nails dug painfully into Bella's skin.

"Ouch!"

Vicky immediately withdrew her hand.

"Oh dear! I'm so sorry. I just had my nails done. Are you alright?"

The fake concern in her voice only made Bella smile sweeter.

"Oh, Miss Vicky," Bella said innocently, "those nails... aren't they more suitable for vultures? Last I checked, they're meant for birds, not people."

She tilted her head thoughtfully.

"They don't really make you look elegant. If anything, they make you seem... less human."

A cough echoed behind them.

Bella glanced over.

Kraig had turned away, one hand covering his mouth.

His shoulders were shaking.

He was trying very hard not to laugh.

Vicky's face had turned scarlet.

Perfect.

Bella decided to add a little more spice.

"Oh no... don't misunderstand me."

She waved her hands innocently.

"I won't tell anyone about this. Since you're Kraig's..."

She deliberately left the sentence unfinished.

Vicky's imagination instantly filled in the blank.

Bella continued with the same angelic smile.

"It's our little secret."

She leaned closer.

"But perhaps you should change this nail style. It really doesn't suit you. Your stylist must have made a terrible mistake."

Bella glanced at the tiny scratch on her arm.

"Besides, you can barely manage them. They almost ripped my skin open. You should remove them before they hurt someone else."

She smiled brightly.

"They're really not meant for humans."

That was the final straw.

Kraig burst into laughter.

A deep, genuine laugh escaped him before he quickly cleared his throat and tried to compose himself.

"Ahem..."

He straightened his suit.

"Let's go to the women's section."

He glanced at Vicky.

"I need a complete wardrobe prepared for her."

Vicky's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"A... a complete wardrobe?"

She stared at Bella in disbelief.

Who exactly is this girl?

"Is she liv—"

"Don't ask questions that don't concern you," Kraig cut her off coldly.

"Just do as I say."

His icy gaze settled on her.

"Or I'll take my business elsewhere."

Panic flashed across Vicky's face.

"N-No! That's not necessary."

She immediately forced another smile.

"Please... follow me."

Without another word, the three of them headed toward the exclusive women's showroom.

As they walked, Kraig calmly listed Bella's exact measurements to the staff.

Bella's eyes widened in shock.

Wait...

How does he know my measurements?

She stared at his broad back in complete disbelief.

Meanwhile, Vicky walked ahead, her face stiff with forced professionalism.

Inside, however, she was boiling like water trapped beneath a tightly sealed lid.

Steam gathered.

Pressure built.

But no matter how furious she was, she could only swallow it.

For now.

She instructed her girls to quickly bring all the clothes matching Bella's description and measurements for all seasons.

And not long after, the seasonal clothes of the exact measurements were gathered in a room, all on clothing hangers.

They were called in for inspection. Bella was awed at the quality and their professionalism. All the clothes were her size even without checking.

A headache came over her when she thought she would be asked to try them all, but then....

"Pack them all and send it to my place by evening. Arrange them in the dressing room prepared on the first floor, tell Maggie to show you," Kraig declared.

"What! Won't she try any of them...?"

As if Kraig could hear her inner thoughts,

"We're going somewhere. I don't have time to waste here. Let's go," he said and walked out.

Vicky felt a little better as she smirked at her while Bella rolled her eyes, calling Kraig a jerk a thousand times in her mind.