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Author: Toxic_Sweetie
last update Last Updated: 2024-01-13 06:53:26
Isabella POV

I was quite thrilled to find clothes that I liked and luckily there was a helpful female sales assistant who assisted me.

I tried on the clothes in the changing room while Justin and the two bodyguards waited outside with the sales assistant.

Most of the clothes fit perfectly, but for the ones that didn't, I returned them to the assistant. I stepped out from behind the curtains in yet another dress which felt like the millionth time.

The bodyguards glanced at me and the sales assistant nodded with a smile, probably understanding my frustration.

Justin, of course, was too busy on his phone to even look up. I returned behind the curtains, removing the dress and adding it to the pile of others I had already tried on.

I started trying on the undergarments, carefully examining myself in the mirror. After a few minutes, I finally tried on the last pair, a beautiful red lace bra and matching underwear.

I smiled as I held up my wavy hair and admired myself in the mirro
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