I just didn't understand what Alex meant by changing my clothes. As far as I'm concerned I'm wearing the latest mini skirt trends. "What are you talking about!" I asked. "You can't go around, modelling your legs for the world to see!" He blurted out.
"What are you talking about Alex?" There was nothing wrong with my clothe, I'm not the first woman to wear a mini skirt. "Mimi skirt, defines your curves, I don't like it when lustful eyes strips my wife naked, before I even get the chance to do that!" He said shamelessly and my cheeks flushed.
"Come here, let's get you changed! He held my wrist and took me to the closet. Alex walked to his part of the closet and brought out matching outfit. The moment Alex brought me here, I knew I was finished. How can a man who lacks fashion bsense dress me up.
He's not the one receiving the shame, I am. I took the clothe from him and walked to my part of the closet to get changed. "Thought you said, I'm prohibited from wearing your clothes!" I said. "And did you listen when I warned? Besides, I notice my clothes look better on you!" He placed me before the dressing mirror and started brushing my hair.
"Alex I'm not your doll!" "But you're my Hazel!" He completed. "I'm not yours!"
"Why? You said so yourself. You said you're my Hazel!" He reminded me. No wonder Alex said nothing, he's using my words against me. "That was said due to the....!" "It doesn't matter, you're mine!" He dropped the brush, held my wrist and took me out of the closet. We got out of the room to the lounge and then left the mansion.
"Is Lukas back yet Alex!" He frowned, "Don't talk about others when I'm with you!" Alex said as we got into the car. "I'm just so worried about Carie!" I explained. "She's fine, what saloon do you make you hair?"
"I really haven't done that since I got here!" I always washed my hair myself. It was wierd Alex was going with me to do my nails, I mean what Billoniare follow his wife to the nail salon on the day of their engagement party to get her nails done.
We arrived at the nail and have salon, I and Alex walked in. "W...Welcome to Rossaroyl!" A lady greeted and we walked in. "Thank you!" I answered with a smile even if Alex said nothing. I could see eyes ogling at Alex and the smile on my face dropped. What do I expect, he's Alexander Wilson, a hot billoniare.
We were taken to the private sector and Alex decided the nail colour he wanted for me. It was daimond colour. At this point, I just wanted to hide him away from their eyes. Ah stop thinking of stupid things Hazel. "I see your fans stripping you naked with their eyes!" I said calmly as the woman fixed my nails.
"Why, are you jealous?" I rolled my eyes at his words. "I have an important meeting to attend to call me when you're done!" Alex turned my face and perked my lips. He stood up and left. This is so great, he brought me here like a good husband and just when I was feeling butterfly in my tommy, he lives.
"Your husband really loves you!" The lady's words broke me off my daze. Of course he's the best husband, she just doesn't know who Alex really is. "Isn't he the best?" I smiled.
I went in for massage after my nails were done, I did have a fun day and when I was done a chauffeur was there to pick me up. Maybe Alex had other important stuff to do.