It was a large shop full of mannequins with luxury dresses of different types, male suits made of luxury fabrics, and a lot of boxes with shoes for all genders. I looked over the building again, trying to keep my mouth shut so as to not look like a fool. The building itself was big, with walls of a beige color covered with portraits of different people, probably famous designers. Then, I notice a tall middle-aged woman dressed in a luxury black silk suit with a V-neck jacket, and high black heels. She had golden curls, and a pretty face without any wrinkles. Her deep green eyes examined me from head to toes, then in a second, she looked at Markus and bowed her head. Tips of her lips twitched into a friendly smile, but I felt that smile was false, and I don't know why, but I took Markus's hand. He squeezed my hand back, crossing our fingers, then he pulled me closer to himself, and put my arm with his on the back of my waist.
"Mr. Malone, we just got an amazing pair of black leather Oxford shoes, the one you like, from the newest collection. The world hasn't even seen it yet! That's special..." her foghorn voice was interrupted by his low cold voice.
"We came here for this young lady. Gentle black heels of middle height, or something that will suit her dress..." he ordered as if it was his normal order.
"Miss, what's your foot size?" I told her my size and she immediately disappeared into the second room, while Markus turned his face at me, "What a reaction..."
"Her smile was so fake... I suddenly felt danger coming from her and... I'm sorry if it made you uncomfortable..." I started, but his low cold voice interrupted me.
"No need. She's a witch, that's a normal reaction. However, not even all vampires can feel their aura. You're a very interesting creature..." the last words he whispered at my ear with his velvet voice, making goosebumps run up and down my body, blood boil in my veins, and a blush appear on my cheeks. He stroked my blushing cheeks with the back of his fingers as if absorbing my blush to his cold fingers and making them warm up.
We heard the footsteps of the saleswoman coming closer to us, so we both straightened up, however, he was still pressing me towards his body. Suddenly, the woman froze at her place looking down in my direction, so I looked down as well and noticed a slit of the dress revealing my bare left leg where was a belt holster, and Markus's gun with a knife, then I looked further and saw his right leg is between mine. He did that specifically, but I can't understand why and don't care about asking.
"Miss... How can I call you?" she asked, then looked at Markus with the interest in what he'll say. She was trying to figure out who am I, his wife, or something like that. However he kept silent, so I said the first that came to my mind.
"Borealis..." I noticed Markus looking at me with a corner of his eyes and the right tip of his lip twitched in a smirk for a second, then it remained the same as before.
"Ms. Borealis, this is what Mr. Malone had asked for, gentle black heels of the middle height of different types from the newest collection. Here are stilettos, ankle strap heels, cut-out heels, and high-heeled leather boots..." she put a few pairs of each shoe on the table not far away from us, making me observe them. Markus let go of me, so I came closer, observing each pair of shoes from up till down, feeling her look at me. Suddenly, Markus's cold voice broke the silence.
"You can take one pair of each, or two, as you want..." he made me look at him, but instead of his eyes or face, I saw his back. He turned away observing the male oxford shoes standing on the small table near the wall. I smiled, he has more weaknesses than I thought, then I turned back to the table, took high-heeled leather boots, and put them on my legs instead of my old heels. When I zipped them, I cleared my throat and both Markus and the witch-woman looked at me. His eyes lit up with fire. I don't need his words anymore, his eyes said everything, so I turned around and looked at the mirror and took the front part of the dress up, looking at my heels. They were of under-the-knee length, and sat at my leg perfectly, emphasizing their thin nature. I turned away and tried another pair of cut-out 4 inches black heels, and suddenly I saw a male black leather Bottomline Oxford shoes near my right leg, so I immediately looked up at Markus. He was looking at me instead of his shoes.
"This is the perfect match, isn't it?" asked the woman behind my back, "As well as you two are..."
Markus was looking at my eyes without any words, but I could catch his emotions in the depth of his onyx eyes. He was amused at how good we are looking together, and how perfectly our clothes and shoes are matched. I smirked, then turned around and looked at that woman.
"I'll take one pair of each type of shoes, standing at this table, and please, one pair of each type of Oxford shoes standing on that table, also..." I looked at Markus seeing his satisfaction.
"Where should I send them?" she asked, already commanding to pack the shoes.
"As usual, to my mansion," Markus said then took out his credit card and put it on the table, "Count everything..."
She looked at me probably feeling jealous I could easily get a few pairs of new shoes from famous designers without paying even a penny. Yeah, but I'll pay for them later. I smirked, and she lowered her eyes at Markus. I noticed a blush on her cheeks, she probably got my thoughts by my smirk, but do I care?
After a few minutes of financial business, we got outside of the shop, with our empty hands, but in our new shoes. Our old ones will be sent to his mansion with all the new shoes he bought for us. Markus was going slowly down, holding my hand and helping me to go downstairs as well. Then we stopped at the street and he looked at how the wind was playing with my free skirt, revealing my thin legs and seductive ankles in new cut-out heels. He burst his hand in his hair, looking at me.
"What a f*cking seductive Underboss I chose..." he laughed, and I couldn't resist a laugh as well.
"F*cking seductive... What a compliment..." I giggled then crossed my hands over my breasts, lifting them. His eyes immediately caught my move. "What's next?"
"We can drive to the mansion finally..." he said and burst his hand on his pocket, looking for something. I smirked.
"What are you looking there for? The one you are looking for is in another pocket..." we both laugh at my words, then he took out keys and pressed the signaling button on the remote, and a black B.M.W. of the newest model signaled to us being in a few meters away. We headed there, sit inside, he started a car and drove away. I noticed a few big black cars in the rearview mirror, the one just behind us was Hummer. I sighed and looked at Markus.
"I made you spend a lot of money, today..."
"It was a pleasure," his right hand slipped from the steering wheel to my bare knee, and rest on it all the road to his mansion. I put my hand on him, and we drove in silence all the way.
I don't quite remember all the road to his mansion, because on its halfway my mind went to see some precious dreams, but I definitely remember how the car stopped, and it became silent inside. I haven't heard Markus coming outside and the sound of closing the door wasn't heard as well, so I opened my eyes and moaned, stretching my body. Then I turned my head and saw Markus sitting on the driver's seat with his eyes fixed on me. I flinched from his look and sat straight.
"Sorry. Couldn't wake you up... You're so cute..." he smiled, and this smile made my heart melt.
"You care about me?" I giggled, noticing a change in his mood.
"Probably," he went out of the car, and in a moment opened a door for me. I went outside and stretched again, moaning while moving my body.
"Uhm... Such a good short sleep..." I looked over the place where we came. It was a garage full of different, expensive cars, most of the newest models. Some of them were even cowered with a grey car awning. I looked over all the cats shortly, then over the garage itself. It was a big building with grey walls, shelves full of different tools, and cars details. I looked at Markus. "We need to talk before we go there..."
"I will try to keep calm and cold, as usual, but I can't guarantee I will keep my hands away from you..." he chuckled, then rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Can we go now?"
"No, you should tell me how should I behave... I never was a mafia Underboss..." I crossed my hands over my breasts. He looked at my move and smirked.
"Behave like usually you're behaving investigating a case or as you want to, just remember to keep control over your emotions and words, and to be always calm, with almost no emotions on your face when we're in public..." he said, then looked at my hands, "If you need my support or anything else, touch my elbow or my shoulder. Never touch my hand in public, it can expose us as lovers... Also, I always talk first..."
I just nodded, remembering everything he said and repeating it again and again in my mind to learn it by heart. I can't fail in that position because if I want to investigate that case till the end and put that psycho in jail forever, I need to be close to Markus, he will help me, protect me, and... not only because of that case. I looked into his onyx eyes again. They are triggering me, magnetizing me, and leaving me no chance to free from the spell they cast on me. I remembered when I was sleeping in the car, I saw his onyx eyes in my dreams.
"Let's go, they noticed us," he looked quickly to the ceiling, then his onyx eyes moved at me, "Better to go shoulder to shoulder with me. In this case, I can quickly protect you from any danger..."
"There's a danger for me?" I rolled my eyes. He chuckled.
"There's always a danger... even for me..." he took my elbow with his thin and cold hand, when we went to the door, he opened it and went outside, looked around, and gave me his hand. I looked at his hand and arched an eyebrow. I remember he said when I need his help it's better to touch his elbow or shoulder because hands can expose us as lovers. "I'm a gentleman if you haven't figured it yet..."