Feng Teng takes my hand and leads me across the way into the store. A couple of assistant girls welcome us, Feng Teng nodding at them as he continues to lead me to the lift.
My eyes are immediately blessed with masses of drool at display one piece and luxury dress, but he not allowed to look at them.
He ignores my halt purposely as he drags me along behind him and when we get in the elevator, he presses the button for the second floor.
The elevator door open and I'm pulled out behind him. As I was fascinated with the second-floor interior, but he completely ignores me and I'm on mighty uncomfortable when I thought about the price.
I want to kick him in the shins. The pressure will be immense, and I dare not even think about the cost.
"I have an appointment with Pierre," he informs the smart, suited and booted chap who greets us.
He still refused to look at me, even though he knows damn well I'm scowling heavily.
