72| His Possessiveness

Orla's POV

Looking at so many people at once took my breath away. Angus recognised my predicament and tightened his grip on my arm, reminding me that he is by my side and that I have nothing to fear about.

He simply led me somewhere, and I followed him like a lost puppy. He took extra precautions for me on the escalator by holding my palm because my foot slipped twice.

He led me to the corner where I had come, and I began looking for the dress, but none of them appealed to me. Angus went back and talked to one of the girls who was guiding the customers while I was looking through the dresses.

"Ma'am, come with me" she requested

I looked up at Angus, perplexed, and he simply asked me to follow her and walked behind me. She led me to a cabinet containing beautiful dresses.

"All of these dresses are designer, ma'am. You can give them a shot. They are all lovely and would only add to your allure" She stood aside in case I needed assistance.

She was indeed right. These dresses were actua