05- Life of A Sugar Baby

“What's he doing here?” Bella asks, pointing his finger at Owen and glaring at me.

Giving her a sweet smile of mine, I tag at her hand before replying, “Shopping, Bella. Now, don't waste time and choose something sexy for yourself.”

She tugs back at my hand and stops me from going forward. Glancing at her with an irritated look, I ask “What?”

“It's Victoria's secret. So, first of all, I don't know what Own is doing here and second of all, what is it about? Why are we really here?”

I roll my eyes at her seriousness. Maybe if she were as foolish as Owen, it would be easier to tag her along with all of my mischievous deeds. However, she is too good of a girl to be doing that. To justify her reaction, I need to blame myself for not laying out the whole deal in front of her.

“To answer your first question, Victoria ain't got no secret greater than Owen here.” I point my fingers at Owen who is busy choosing lingerie in the lingerie section.

“Hey, girls!” Owen throws a bright smile at us, waving his hand as if he found his mother in the grocery shop after two hours of finding, “I will look sexy in it, right?” With a proud smile, he holds a bright orange lingerie in front of him.

“Damn boy, if Cruz saw you in that lingerie, he would have asked you on a date instead.” I comment, winking at him playfully.

“Wait, what?” Bella asks, dumbfounded which makes me want to hide myself.

Did I really have to say that? I'm now certain that I will never learn how to keep my mouth shut. I never wanted to reveal this tiny secret to them ever. After attending the dinner, I wanted to push it behind me and act like it never happened. However, now that I just had to open my mouth and spill my secret in front of Bella, it seems next to impossible to keep it a secret anymore.

Pushing my luck, I manage to slip away from Bella and stall towards another aisle, pretending to look for a pair of underwear.

“Willow, come on. Spill it out.” Bella catches up to me in no time.

Taking a deep sigh, I turn to face her, “Can we talk about it later, Bella?”. She considers my request with a skeptical eye before nodding her head.

That's what I love about her. She is naturally a curious person. Just like your mother, she needs to know everything about you and it makes her come across as somewhat pushy at times. However, she values boundaries and backs off when she is asked.

Smiling at her, I link my arms with her.

“Let's buy some sexy stuff now! I have all the money in the world.” Bella looks worried at my evil grin.

We let Owen entertain himself by picking up random stuff and occasionally flirting with some of the staff while Bella and I rack through the different aisle. Whatever she thinks is remotely likable, I put it in the cart, surprising her.

Well, now that I've all the money in the world, why not buy everything that my heart desires. Cruz never said anything about the limit and I'm indeed buying myself something pretty. Sometimes my wicked brain surprises me. Well, Cruz had it coming. If he dares to look down at me, he needs to face the consequences as well. In this case the consequence came in the form of his secretary who is learning the art of being a gold digger.

“Why are you stuffing everything you are seeing in the cart? Don't tell me you finally lost your mind and want to buy a bunch of underwear with your savings. Willow, I know it's hard but it's not a good idea to buy stuff from freaking Victoria's secret and then start your lingerie business. I get it that you've always wanted to do this kind of business but still.” I let her rant while I turn my focus on yet another set of bras.

To shut her up I fish out the credit card from my purse given by our oh so Godly boss. Seeing the black credit card in my hand, Bella's eyes widened furiously.

“It must be Owen! Did he steal it from someone?” There she goes with her speculations without even listening to me.

“What? No! It's mine for the day. I promise I will tell you everything once everything's over. For now, let's bankrupt this son of a bitch!” Maybe I shouldn't have said anything because the next thing I know is that Bella bolted towards Owen.

Before I even have the chance to block her way or stop her, she is already near an ignorant Owen who is having the best time of his life.

I want to scream at Bella like a banshee, but like a civilized person that I'm, I control myself and flash awkward smiles at people who are passing by me. It won't be a surprise if we get thrown out from the shop. I can feel a chaos forming which will erupt soon.

However, something unexpected happens. Instead of Bella breathing down Owen's neck and interrogating him for answers which even he doesn't know they exist, I find something else unfolding in front of me. The scene includes a snobby looking woman pointing her perfectly manicured finger at Owen and throwing “polished” profanities at him.

Bella looks back at me for a brief second, silently asking if I will have her back. When she gets a cocky smirk back from me, she pushes back Owen behind her and faces the woman, standing like a boss. That's my girl!

“What seems to be the problem here?” Bella asks in her no nonsense voice which seems to offend the lady.

When I'm close enough to the lady, I take a good look at her. There's no corner on her face which was lucky enough to escape the plastic that she has imposed upon them. Her outfit screams rich. Unfortunately, her tone, her posture and everything else about her screams an insolent brat. She is probably in her late 50s yet her behavior in public tells otherwise about her maturity.

“And who is this clown?”

“The most entertaining employee of the circus as your freak show doesn't seem to be working.” I step in, standing in front of her, pushing my friends behind me.

An expression of rage spreads on her face before she croaks out, “Oh you bloody poor fools, what is your problem?!”

My eyebrows furrow at her raised voice. She likes the attention. In a second, people start to stop in their tracks and enjoy the moment. The staff also gather around, ready to interfere before it can otherwise transpire.

Owen comes to stand beside me. Throwing a nasty glare at the woman, he begins to shade light into whatever went down here, “I was just going through the aisle, looking for a sexy set for my girl and just when I grabbed one, this funny looking lady was at my throat, demanding me to give it her because she saw it first. This skinny set won't even fit her fatass, I swear! And when i refused to hand it over to her, she freaking scratched my hands with her long fucking nails. ”

She fumes with rage while Bella and I find it hard to keep us from bursting out loud. The lady frantically looks around, asking the staff to help her and throw us out of the shop.

“Is this how you treat your valued customers?” She demands to know, her fists clenched. “They don't even have the money to buy anything from here. I mean, look at their faces and dresses. These homeless bastards are swearing at me and you are doing nothing! Where's the freaking manager?” At the end of her empowering speech, she yells at the top of her lungs.

Even the staff look done at her. It just confirms that it's not the first time this lady threw a tantrum at this store.

“Listen here, plastic barbie, no offense but why don't you keep it civil and just hand over the set? If we go through the CCTV footage, we all will see how you jumped on my innocent friend here.” I rub Owen’s shoulder sympathetically who pouts his lips in response, gaining other's sympathy as well.

“So, if you don't want us to press charges on you, you better shut your mouth up and leave.” When she cowers a little in fear, a proud smile adorns my face.

It takes only a few seconds for her fear to dissolve and a newly found will to yell at us resurface. But I cut her off with the help of the black credit card in my hand. I wave my hand at her with the credit card, winking.

“Clear my bills.” I hand over my cart full of stuff to one of the employees, enjoying how the lady's mouth molds into the shape of “o”

“You know what? I pity her so clear her bill as well. It seems like she really needed those items. I mean, no one else will attack a man for such a petty reason if she wasn't so desperate. You could have just asked nicely.” Inching closer to her, I bend down a little so that I'm at her level.

She tries to speak again, fury clear in her brown eyes. But once again, I cut her off. “I'm a very generous person. I always love to give some money to the needy people. So, pick whatever you like.” I give her a warm lopsided smile which, by the way, gets under her skin.

“Be careful though. Don't touch my friend's stuff again. We can still press charges.” With that I drag Owen and Bella from there, not sparing a look at the lady, not even listening to her angry yells.

“Woah! That was so fucking cool!” Owen turns back and sticks his tongue out at the woman.

Wow! Look at me using Cruz’s name to get away from angry entitled ladies. Well, it's not like he is gonna know. Moreover, I need more things to buy. Something so pretty that Cruz's eyes will be stuck at me, and not at the bills he will be receiving at the end of today. Must be fun being a sugar baby!