Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 7

Patrick scanning Amelia from her bosoms, her waist, then to her bottom, she was classy, elegant while not sleazy and altogether absolutely flawless. Yet Patrick only praised his own fashion sense and walked to the checkout.

Amelia gently requested the shop assistant to cut off all of the price tags on her new clothes and pack up the old ones.

Once they left the shop, Patrick drove her to a spa salon.

Once they walked in, having dazzling charm with a luxurious race car behind him, Patrick caught the eyes of almost all the other female customers in wonder.

Patrick got on his eyes fixed on one of the markup rooms, with a stunning stylist inside waiting for a while.

Seeing him come in, a familiar voice greeted Patrick, "Hi!" Alisa Evans then turned to Amelia with an interest, "Name's Alisa. Nice to meet you!"

"I'm Amelia Ramsay."

Patrick introduced Alisa to Amelia casually, "This is one of my sister-in-law's shops. Alisa is her business partner. Whenever there is an event any of us in the family needs to go, he is our go-to stylist." After a pause, Patrick turned to Alisa, "She is all yours. I'm gonna go out for a smoke."

"You got it, hon!," said Alisa with a smile.

To start with, Amelia had to take off her hairband and let her hair down. Alisa felt her hair and commented, "Miss Ramsay's hair is fabulous! Soft like a kitten!"

Amelia said modestly, "Why, thank you."

Alisa suggested, "I planned to design a wavy bob to match the shape of your face. But let's not ruin such beautiful hair."

Truth be told, Amelia did not really have a choice.

worked his magic on Amelia's hair. His gentle touches had made Amelia

few women who could make Mr.

asked, "Who was

sorry. It's not for me

take a look." Alisa called Patrick back

was opened, Amelia was accompanied by Alisa. Leaning against the wall, Patrick, who was smoking, squinted

his eyes on so many beautiful women he could not keep count. But once he laid eyes on the fully transformed Amelia, he decided that all

looking at."

denied, "No, I am just admiring

In the Hopper villa.

yard. And Patrick and Amelia

wife, Patrick's older brother Owen and his wife, and Florence were

at the sight of

face. Standing next to Patrick whose face was like one of god's

in a flash Florence

gaze all over her body, she couldn't

routine to have

was bombarding Amelia with questions, Amelia gently rub her face with

eldest son, cut in after

Amelia.

Florence