"calum Thomas hood! what the hell?!" youshoutfromthe top of the stairs, holding a dress that weighed half of you, with it being covered in priceless jewels. "love, I would be careful would that. it costs ninety grand." your knees almost buckle when he finishes his sentence
"where did you get this from? its gorgeous." you put it in front of you, letting the light hit the jewels just right. "oh, Muiccia Prada. she designed it for you. you are wearing it to the met this year, oh that reminds me, were going to the met this year."
you slowly walk back to your bedroom, and you are met with five more dresses, that probably add up to about twenty million dollars, maybe even more. "did you get these from Prada too?!" you shout from your bathroom.
"no, I got that one from Versace, that one is Gucci, that one is Louis Vutton, fendi and channel. all designed for you, and only you." he kissed your neck and wrapped his hands around your waist. "thank you, I dont know how much this costs, and idont really want to know either. but thank you"
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