Filed to story: Turn The Mafia’s Virgin Wife On
Sebastian didn’t even bother to reply to me as he continued dragging me after him. It seemed like he had a destination in mind because he did not stop or slow down to check out any of the fashion boutiques that we were walking past at all.
After a short walk, we arrived at the store that Sebastian had in mind. I had to say that I hadn’t expected that this would be our destination at all. In front of me stood the most prestigious art supplies store in the entire city, or perhaps, the entire country.
Only famous and well-off artists bought their art supplies from this store because of the high price but also because of the quality and rarity of some of the art supplies. Supposedly, this store has in stock the best art supplies from around the world for all branches of art. I say supposedly because I’ve only read of it and heard about it from other people, I have never been here myself before.
Sebastian wanted to bring me here?
“Welcome Master Sebastian. It is an honor for our store to welcome you,” a middle-aged man who I presumed was the store manager greeted Sebastian immediately when we entered.
“Don’t mind me. Instead, pay attention to what she wants,” Sebastian replied coldly as he gestured to me with his sharp blue eyes.
“Yes, Sir…” the manager said as he turned his attention to me.
“Umm…” I mumbled in confusion.
“I want you to choose whatever you want from this store. I’ll buy it for you,” Sebastian said to me.
I have no idea why Sebastian is offering to buy me stuff. This doesn’t fit well with the image I had of him at all. My suspicion of him only grew. There must be some hidden agenda behind this.
“Thank you…but seriously, there’s no need. If that’s what we came here for, let’s just leave,” I replied without needing to think.
“This is my request to you for today as part of the deal,” Sebastian said unwilling to back down.
“I already made you pancakes this morning in case you haven’t realized, so the deal has been fulfilled for today,” I replied.
“I didn’t eat those pancakes, so it doesn’t count. Today you’re going to fulfill my request as part of the deal,” Sebastian stated firmly.
“…shit…” I swore silently as I breathed out a sigh. What is wrong with him today? Why is he being so pushy all of a sudden? He never ate anything that I made for him on other days as well and it has never been an issue.
Even if he told me to choose, it wasn’t like I made a list of what I needed. I had most of the things I needed already and if I needed anything else, I could buy them from any regular art supply store. I knitted my brows together as I tried to figure out what to do next.
“Go ahead and choose now before I buy out the entire store,” Sebastian said, emotionlessly.
Sebastian walked deeper into the large store, looking bored out of his mind. The manager and I both looked at Sebastian in confusion. Without any other option, I followed Sebastian quickly deeper into the store.
“Why are you doing this all of a sudden?” I asked when I finally caught up to him.
“I told you, I’m free today and I happen to be bored…” Sebastian replied without a care in the world.
“Miss…if you would follow me…” the manager said in an overly polite tone as he bowed slightly to me and gestured with his hands for me to follow him.
Sighing to myself, I followed the manager deeper into the store where he started his presentation of the store’s history and how the store was separated into segments based on the types of art supplies. He asked if I was looking for anything in particular and what kind of art that I worked on. Then he helpfully recommended me so many art tools and supplies that I struggled to keep up with him.
It was clear that this store manager was no joke, he really knew his stuff very well. I glanced back in Sebastian’s direction while the manager was busy talking and found that Sebastian had settled down into a seemingly comfortable burgundy velvet armchair. Clearly, he wasn’t interested in what this store had for sale.
Everything that the manager presented to me seemed interesting and was of the highest quality. I have never seen such supplies before in my entire life. However, the thing that bothered me the most was the lack of price tags on all the products. Since I’ve never been here before, I didn’t know how this works. Am I supposed to ask for the price of each one?
As time went by, my interest took over and I began conversing with the manager about the supplies, art techniques and the work of other artists. I found out, not surprisingly, that many of the artists that I idolize purchased their supplies from this store and that the manager knew them personally as well.
After a while of browsing and chatting with the manager, I managed to pick out a few small things that shouldn’t be too pricey. When I was done, the manager and I returned back to where Sebastian was. Sebastian looked up from his phone screen as we approached before he smiled a little at me.
“What did you choose?” he asked, sounding a little interested.
“Just some stuff…” I replied vaguely, not bothered to explain to him what I’ve selected.
“We’ll have whatever it is that she’s chosen,” Sebastian said to the store manager as he stood up from his seat.
The manager smiled politely at Sebastian as he gestured for Sebastian to approach the cashier. Like hell, if I was going to let Sebastian pay for me. I already owed his father so much money and I was paying dearly for it. There is no way that I’m going to owe Sebastian or his mafia family anything else.
“I chose these items, so I’ll pay for them. Excuse me, how much in total?” I said stubbornly before I turned to address the clerk.
The store clerk offered me the bill laid out in an antique looking small wooden tray. I looked at the total amount and my eyes widened in shock. That much…just for this?!
I heard Sebastian chuckling right behind my ear and I whirled around to see him standing so close behind me, looking at the bill over my shoulder. He smiled at me while I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Stop being so stubborn. I know that you’re plenty rich, My Lady…” Sebastian teased me as he pulled out his credit card with one hand and patted the top of my head with the other.
“Master Sebastian, as you’ve ordered, I’ve already packed and gift wrapped your order for you,” the manager said as he gestured to three staff holding large bags and gift-wrapped boxes.
I see, so Sebastian wanted to pick something up here anyways. Now it was starting to make sense, I mean, he wouldn’t go out of his way just to bring me here. He must have needed to run some errands here.
“Thank you. Grace, let’s go…” Sebastian said as he took my hand in his again.
I glanced down at his hand holding mine and realized that he had developed another annoying habit of holding my hand whenever we walked together.
“You…don’t need to hold my hand, you know…” I said softly.
“I can’t have you running away from me, can I?” Sebastian replied before he flashed me one of his angelic smiles.
Not knowing how to respond to that, I just rolled my eyes at him. Sebastian held the stuff that I purchased, which wasn’t a lot. While the three other staffs, walked behind us with the other items that Sebastian had apparently ordered.
When we arrived back at the penthouse, I couldn’t wait to get away from Sebastian. Seeing him in such a pleasant mood and acting a little too nice to me, just triggered warning alarms in my head. I felt restless and anxious around him. I just wanted to hide away in my room and work on my art to heal my tired mind.