Mr Billionaires Secret Baby

Chapter 85

This place might be expensive but they knew what they were doing. Each dress had its own little detail that made it unique be it the design, the difference in style, or even the beading or delicate pleating, it just felt luxurious.

The silhouette of each dress was made to hug every curve and inch of body to perfection and once that zipper was pulled up, | felt like | was ready to take of to a fairytale ball.

| tried the first dress on and the turquoise was adding such a nice glow to my skin and made my eyes pop. The beaded bodice added a nice sparkle to the flowy. Saturn lower half and the long piece of material that hung from my shoulder and dragged along the floor added some drama. It was nice but | still didn’t think it was necessary to wear something this over the top and met gala worthy.

“Did you try on a dress yet?” Hayley asked impatiently from behind the curtain and | pondered over whether or not | should even show it to her.

“| did but | don’t know how | feel about this one.” | said pulling back the curtains. for her to step in to the large changing room but Hayley took it upon herself to pull back the entire curtain.

“| think it looks nice.” Hayley tilted her head to the side slightly still looking at it.

“| think it’s a little too fussy.” | hated that | looked to Dante for some sort of opinion here but | did.

Dante had analysed the dress | had on for a short while and the look on his face was a mix between ‘this looked good’ and ‘something isn’t right about it. |

“Not bad for a first dress but | think you can do way better.” As he said that, his eyes. sunk down my body and heat flared in his orbs but | pulled the curtain closed just in time before he could look back at me again.

| slipped out of the dress and placed it back on to the hanger making sure not to rip it step on anything. | reached for the next dress which a soft, rosy, blush pink. shade. | undid the zipper on the side and shimmied it on before zipping it up and | already liked this one alot.

This one was so beautiful just light and flowy and not like | was trying too hard to grab attention. The top half of the dress was a delicate stitching of fabric pulled in a Criss Cross pattern all across the waist line sinching in before it lead to the lower half with held a slit on the right side revealing my leg up until my thigh and most

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the skirt like lower half was mostly in the back for some length but it wasn’t wedding style dragging on the floor. The intricate string of crystal beading that accentuated my waist was such a winner.

“Okay, here’s the next one.” Illed open the curtain and the look on Hayley’s face. was all that | needed to see.

Her mouth hung open and she looked at the dress in awe. “Woah, this is beautiful.” She said in a wonder struck whisper.

“| love it, too.” | said doing a quick turn for her to see it all. “I think with the right pair of heels, it would look perfect.

| could already imagine how good my leg would look once it had the added height and elegance if a good pair of heels.

“If you want a man’s opinion, | can tell you that that is one killer looking dress you have on. Dante’s voice was nearly unrecognisable for a second. Thick, taut, and rough.

| flashed my eyes at him and saw him fixate his attention on me. His orbs were filled with amazement and it felt like he had been staring at me with such an intense look like he could see right through the delicate chiffon of the dress. My skin heated up beneath his heavy gaze and it felt like | had been rooted to the carpetted floor.

“| think you've found your dress.” Kelly, who | completely forgot about, said from the side of the dressing room.

“| think so, too.” | tore my eyes away from Dante ending the spell he had me under. “I will take this one.”

| moved back to the dressing room and slipped out of the dress and put my clothes back on and adjusting to feeling ordinary again. Kelly had taken the dress. from me to have it packed and | followed her to the little marble check out counter she stood behind.

Dante and Hayley had been speaking about what Ice cream they were going to eat close to the exit doors as they waited for me. | fished in to my bag for my card to

pay for the dress and | knew that | should have asked before | decided on purchasing it. | could afford it but | also knew that the amount was going to sting in its comparison to a dress that | could have gotten from any other boutique but it didn’t matter.

Kelly placed the lid on the box that the dress was in and placed it over the counter.

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| handed my card over to her to pay and a crease formed between her arched brows.

“It is already paid for. Your husband has seen to it.” Kelly said and | did a double

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Kelly grimaced and panicked at her wrongly labelling Dante as my husband. “I apologize. | just assumed that he was- I’m sorry but the man you arrived with has paid for the dress.” She said again.

“It's okay. Thank you.” | said to her then looked to find Dante but he had already. left the store with Hayley.

| was definitely going to pay him back for this. Whatever the cost of it had been, | had to pay him back for it.

| didn’t know what the cost of the dress had been exactly since the store didn’t add the prices to any of their dresses. Can you imagine walking in to such a well known, high end store only to query about the price. It was a tactic of the stores as well. Encouraging one to try on a dress that could be too out of price range but it would be too late by then since one would have already fallen for the dress.

“I will pay you for the dress.” My firm tone cut through Hayley’s and Dante’s conversation about the formation of clouds.

Dante didn’t say any thing for a short while before he inhaled. “That really isn’t necessary, Sophia.” He refused and | saw it coming.

Dante was too proud to ever have me pay him back. It was also an issue when we had been married. He never ever let me pay for a single thing.

“But it is. That boutique is known for being rediculous in its pricing and, besides, you drove me there. That is a nice gesture by itself.” | countered but Dante wasn’t too pleased by that.

His hold on the wheel had tightened enough for the leather to squeal beneath his grip. “The money is nothing. You know this by now. Take it as a congratulatory gift for reaching the ranks of being worthy of the Croxley’s attention.” He said tightly, keeping his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

“You could send flowers like any normal person wanting to send a congratulatory message.” | suggested with mirth but Dante was any thing but amused.

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“I'll send that, too.” He said and | groaned in disbelief at how impossible he could be some times.

“No, that isn’t what I-”

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“Then take the dress as a gift and don’t fuss about it. It suits you well.” He

complimented me and | felt my cheeks heat up like | was some teenager and he were my first ever crush.

| let it rest when i realised that | was going to get no where with trying to convince. Dante to let me pay for the dress.

“It's a gift from daddy. It’s a pretty dress. | don’t pay him for the things he buys me.” Hayley decided just then to chirp in to the conversation from the back seat.

| forgot how observant she had been and it always crept up as a reminder when | was least expecting it.

“Yes. See, Hayley knows how it works.” Dante sided with Hayley, of course.

“The difference is that you are her father.” | pointed out in a hushed whisper not wanting Hayley to hear and prompt any new difficult conversations.

Dante threw me a blank look. “And you are the mother of my child.” He uttered with such possessiveness. “Both are deserving of the best.” He added before looking back on the road ahead.

There had been some thing different about him these past few days and even though | didn’t want to look in to it or pay too much attention to it, it was becoming impossible to turn a blind eye to.

However, Dante was turning soft. | saw it the evening he drove me home after getting of of Scott’s yacht. The second time had been when he had offered to take me shopping and bought me this dress, and the third being how his over all countenance had been devoid of sharpness of late.

It had always been the Dante that | wanted to see, the Dante that | had dreamed but | couldn’t allow myself to be whisked of so easily. | needed much more than a few moments of niceness and, until then, | wasn’t going to hold a verdict neither was my stance on things going to change.

The car pulled up in front of the ice cream parlour and Hayley caught sight of the giant ice cream with sparkly lights blinking as Dante parked the car.

“Finally! My stomach feels for ice cream so bad.” She said dramatically like she

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would faint without it.

| caught Dante grin to himself in amusement. “I swear she gets it from you.” He said before cutting the engine and | feigned a look of offension.

“What? No way. It’s definitely from you.” | argued but Dante half smirked.

“who from the two of us are more dramatic?” He asked with a raised brow and | shot him a glare.

“You, certainly.” | responded in a matter of fact tone just as he cut the engine.

“What ever helps you sleep at night.” His eyes danced with mirth before he got out of the car saving himself further argument and made his way to Hayley’s side to help her out.

| got out of the car myself and we headed through the open doors of the parlour all the while listening to Hayley’s excitement for ice cream and how she wanted a scoop of chocolate and another of mint Choc chip in one cup just so she could experiment with the flavour.

After finding a table in the not too busy space, a waitress came to us and took our order. Dante was in the mood for a mocha and dark chocolate ripple while | went with the humble vanilla bean.

“And for the little one?” The friendly, perky waitress asked as she smiled broadly at Hayley before looking back at Dante expectantly.

“| want one scoop of mint chip with another scoop of chocolate.” Hayley ordered. for herself catching the waitress of guard while Dante and | tried to hide our

amusement.

“Please.” Hayley added like she had almost forgot.

“Of course. My go d, what is your name?” She crouched down a little.

“I'm Hayley. What is your name?” Hayley spoke clearly and | could sense Dante’s pride radiate of him.

*l’m Conny. You like ice cream, hey?” Conny asked her and she nodded rapidly.

“| love it. It’s my favourite treat.” She said to Conny who was absolutely smitten.

Conny rose back to her full length. “Let me not have you waiting too long for your treat then.” She said to Hayley before rushing away.

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With Hayley getting her ice cream and eating it all after her patient wait, we left the ice cream parlour after Hayley waved goodbye to Conny and promise to come. back soon. | could nearly count on the next time she uses Conny as an excuse to get ice cream again.

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The thick hedges and s parse trees looked familiar and | knew that we were approaching the house. Dante steered the car down the paved drive way and parked in front of the house. | stepped out and helped Hayley out of her seat before walking to the front door.

| was not expecting Dante to follow us in but he did. After unlocking the door and switching on a few lights, Hayley kicked out her shoes in the foyer.

“lam going to fetch my new colour pencils and draw a picture of a bunny.” Hayley announced but | stopped her.

“No, sweety, it is late. You still need to shower and brush your teeth.” | reminded her before she could run of to her room.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

She slumped her shoulders but listened anyways. “Alright, but can | colour after | shower?” She asked and | agreed knowing that she was going to go right to bed after her shower.

Hayley was tired. | could see it by the heaviness in her eyes and the way she already yawned like three times since we walked in to the house.

“Yes but not for too long.” | told her but that was enough to get her of to the bathroom but not before she asked Dante to help her.

Obviously, the father daughter duo was inseparable and Dante followed her to the bathroom already shrugging his blazer of and rolling up his sleeves. | didn’t any female had ever had Dante so wrapped around their finger as Hayley had him and | didn’t think that either of them could imagine a life with out the other.