Alexandra's POV
I took a 10 minute shower and then looked over to the towel rack where I usually keep my clothes but found nothing on it except a towel. So I looked around to see if I kept my clothes somewhere else in this huge bathroom but soon realised that I did not take any clothes with me to the bathroom in the first place.
' Ugh !! What should I do now? Should I just go outside in a towel? No way! ... How about just wearing the silk gown which I wore? No, that is way too revealing, I hardly managed to convince myself to wear it at night without feeling too uneasy, wearing it in the morning would be a terrible idea ..... On another thought, Should I just ask Lucifer to hand me some clothes? But what if he is not in the room? '
After weighing down all of my options, I decided to ask Lucifer. I had no idea whether or not he was in the room so I just decided to try my luck.
" Lucifer, are you there? " I called out to him, hoping that he would be present.
After a few seconds I heard a reply, " Yeah, do you need something? "
I mustered up my courage and asked him ." Umm yeah .... do you mind getting me some clothes from the wardrobe? "
There was a slight pause before I heard the sound of footsteps and then he asked me, " What type of clothes do you want? "
" Anything will do. " I hurriedly replied in case he changed his mind.
" ....Are you sure? " he asked.
" Yeah ... just get me anything. " I replied without any second thoughts but suddenly, I realised that his question sounded a bit ..... strange?
I dismissed those thoughts and waited for him to get me some clothes. Soon I heard the sound of his footsteps getting louder and louder before coming to a stop. He knocked on the door and I cracked it open. I slid my hand through the narrow space and he put the clothes on my hand.
' Hmm..... this material feels a bit weird. ' I thought when I first felt the fabric. I retrieved my hand and the moment I laid my eyes on the clothes, I felt shocked to the core.
" Lucifer !! Why did you give me these clothes? " I asked angrily after a moment.
" Sweetheart, don't you remember that I asked you what type of clothes you want, but you left it up to me and these are the type of clothes that I wish to see you in. "
I huffed in anger before promising myself to NEVER EVER ask this man for help. I looked at the attire helplessly and sighed .
' Guess I'll have to wear this for a brief moment. ' I thought.
" Sweetheart, when are you planning to come out? " I heard Lucifer say after 3 minutes.
" I'm coming and by the way , why are you still in the room? " I asked.
" Because I want to see my beautiful wife dressed in the clothes of my choice. " I could imagine him smirking while he said this.
I took one last look at myself in the mirror and then went out.
He was sitting on the sofa languidly and turned his head when he heard the door open. Hiwhile checking me out. Even when he had such a posture, his domineering aura did not fade even in the slightest. After thoroughly checking me out, he remarked, " Now, don't you look like a Princess. "
" Oh, so did you expect me to look like a beggar in these clothes? " I rolled my eyes and sarcastically said as I looked at the royal blue ball gown that I was currently wearing. The gown was beautiful, but I couldn't bring myself to appreciate its beauty under such circumstances.
" Sweetheart, How could you look like a beggar in the clothes that ' I ' personally chose. "
" Wow ! narcissistic much. "
" You know, you should be glad that I chose that dress and not something else. I mean I did have a very wide variety to choose from. " He said , completely ignoring my remark.
His words puzzled me and I asked, " What do you mean by that? And whose dress is this anyway, I don't recall buying this. "
He signaled towards the wardrobe with his chin and without further ado, I walked towards the closet and entered it.
What I saw at that moment, completely took me by surprise.
" Where in the world did these things come from? " I asked him as I eyed all the clothes, shoes and other accessories that seemed foreign to me. I finally understood what he meant by ' a very wide variety ' , when I noticed some of the awfully revealing and flashy clothes. One thing in common about all these things was the fact that all of them were from name brands like G*venchy, Ch*nel, G*cci, Pr*da, L*uis Vu*tton etc.
Yesterday while I was taking out my cardigan, I was way too sleepy and exhausted, both mentally and physically, because of the wedding to notice the clothes in the closet.
" My father asked a stylist to bring some formal clothes, party wear, ballgowns, etc, for you as you would have to attend many formal dinners and galas with me. " He said.
My next question should probably have been about how he got my measurements, as this ballgown that I was currently wearing fit like a glove, but it didn't take a genius to figure out that my parents must have provided my measurements without informing me.
I was in the mood to wear something light and casual, so I just grabbed a simple white t-shirt and jeans. As I was about to exit closet with the clothes in my hands, I heard him say something which made my feet come to a stop.
" We need to visit my father and your parents today, we will leave at 10:00 am. "
' Ugh! Are you an id*ot Alexandra. How could you forget that you need to visit your parents and his father today. ' I scolded myself as this was quite common knowledge that you need to visit your parents and in-laws after the marriage, preferably the very next day.
This made me reconsider my choice of clothes and I ended up wearing a white cotton sundress that had a brown belt on the waist with some plain jute sandals instead.
By the time I changed my clothes and came out of the bathroom, Lucifer was long gone.
I exited the room and went downstairs where I found Lucifer waiting for me to arrive.
We both proceeded towards the dining table and sat down.
Both of us were silent throughout breakfast but when it ended, Lucifer looked at his watch and said, " It is only 9:30 am, so let me give you a house tour first. "
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