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"This way, Miss Walker," Tess said, guiding me into a private suite tucked inside the luxury department store.
She was a gorgeous girl in her early twenties, with luminous brown skin and sparkling cat-like eyes.
"Wow. Is this really necessary?" I asked once the door clicked shut behind us, taking it all in.
The room was large and elegant, with dark wooden floors and walls covered in soft floral wallpaper, framed by fancy crown molding. The lighting was warm, bright enough to see everything clearly, but soft enough not to cast any harsh shadows. Fresh flowers in vases added pops of color and a sweet smell that made the whole space feel like a spa.
When Dylan told me he’d booked me an appointment with Asher Holbrook’s personal shopper, I almost rolled my eyes. It felt over the top
