The Masked Secret Heir

Chapter 7

Frustration!

Frustrated and not knowing what to do she decides to continue with the dress fitting and the ones he wanted her to have she had gotten tired of the entire scenario even if it was just for the time being.

Somehow she knew that Steve was a good person.

Steve sat there and was just looking directly into the open air doing some transactions.

Even though his eyes were fixated on his phone he sure had a good reflex meaning if Jane did anything she would pay dearly and not just that his men were surrounding the entire place so if she ran she would be caught and she would be taught a lesson.

"Are these okay?" Jane asked as she did the fitting of the first dress.

Of course, she was pretty in the dress and even though he felt some type of way like his heart yearned to just wake from where he was seated to elapse her in his arms, he thought against it he couldn't be weak before her.

"Try something else that doesn't fit the purpose for which I have kept you here or for why I took you shopping," Steve said and bent his head.

Looking downcasted and not happy about how he reacted to her dress she just turned back solemnly and went off to the changing room.

"Go choose something else, blah, blah, blah" Jane began to mimic him as she wore the other dress, he seemed to not know he had just hurt her feelings but she was not going to say a single thing, she had no say by the way she was being loved up in here for nothing at all, or maybe because of her father's mistakes but she would never know that.

"What's taking you too long Jane?" Steve asked in an irritated tone.

Standing out there he could not wait to see the other outfit hug her curvy ass.

"I will be out in a minute please," Jane said.

"You better not be playing any foul play in there else I would gun you down" Steve frightened her and she shivered but she just had to stay quiet for a while she could not just show him she was shivering even though she was shivering.

"I know and I am not playing any games just my zipper is stuck" Jane complained.

"Can you come to help me out with it?" she asked.

"I'll call the female attendant and she would come to help you out don't try anything funny," he said and signalled for the lady who came and went into the dressing room.

In no time she was out with a peachy-looking dress and it hugged her figure extremely well.

"How about this?" she asked smiling a scared smile as if he didn't accept it she wouldn't be comfortable with her body.

"This looks great, now go take the fest we have to leave," Steve said and went to sit by the couch once again touching his phone.

"But I haven't worn everything what if some don't fit me perfectly?" she said with concern.

"And that would be my money being used and I am not complaining now do what is needed of you would you?" Steve asked already tir3d too many questions.

Thank the Lord he wasn't a woman beater he would have slapped her mouth to shut her up.

"Okay, let me get them" Jane tuned and they were all packed in the bags.

"Use the black card," he told one of his guards and they took out the black guard when the receipt was given to him he asked why the receipt was given.

"It's the shop's policy so In case something doesn't fit the receipt would be used to change it to something equivalent," the receptionist said.

"And who said we would be coming back to give anything, if they don't fit we would give to charity and give new things, now Jane let's go," he said.

Unfortunately, the receipt had slipped and fallen into one of the bags as Jane had held them and waited for him to be done with what he was saying.

"Huh" she exclaimed once they were almost at their destination.

"What is it Jane?" he asked with a tired look on his face.

This woman seemed to be a drama queen if he could say so himself.

"You paid $12000 for these three bags, the dresses were not even that many" Jane complained.

"Yet, I am the one who paid for it, would you just be grateful and sit quietly," he asked.

"I can't be quiet because you have me kidnapped and I don't know what to do anymore, you don't smile, you don't say anything to me yet you just be grumpy and all" She whined.

"Remember something you are under my claws now and till when I say it's okay to go you can, stop whining you ain't my girlfriend or wife to cope with the facade I give you," he said and turned to his driver's giving some directions.