The BMW i7 pulled up in front of a large building. It had a transparent show glass, so Aria could see clothes on the mannequins through the see-through glass.

She looked at him and back at the building. This boutique was for the elite.

Obviously! It screamed wealth.

She couldn’t afford it. Never in her life would she be able to afford it.

Her heart thudded in her chest as she gazed at the building, mesmerized.

She had no idea her lips were slightly parted. Even if she did, she didn’t care at that moment.

When he insisted, the plan was to pick everything until his pocket ran dry and...