Young master Damien's pet

The store woman stared at Damien, not believing that he had detailed out a nightdress one detail to another as if he had already made his mind with it on what he wanted his lady to wear at night, "We must be having one like that. Please make yourselves comfortable, I will be back in a moment," the woman ran away, her heels clicking on the floor.

Damien had expected for Penny to be embarrassed, ready to hear from her which she did but it wasn't what he had expected,

"Such detail, Master Damien. How many nights have you spent with other women that you can iterate every single detail of what you want?" her eyes stared at him and then she turned away her face.

Wanting to test it out more, Damien didn't care to clarify what she heard back then and rather enjoyed himself in the jealousy that she felt, "What do I smell here? Must be the green envy," he taunted and teased her to see her not turn to look at him.

"I am not jealous," she responded back, her eyebrows furrowing.

The grin on Damien's face broadened, "Of course, milady. The girl only wanted to learn and understand my expertise fingers."

"I don't care if she wanted to cut a plant or a forest," Penny rolled her eyes. The girl was young and she looked innocent by the choice of words she made which also could have been done purposely to attract the attention of others. She walked forward, going to look at another nightdress which was on the stand.

"If you were so bothered you should have asked the girl yourself."

Penny finally turned to meet his eyes, her eyes holding the spark which he now basked in, "You are being delusional. I was hardly bothered by her or her little pots. I won't be bothered by someone like her," that is what Penny said to him but in truth, she was still curious to know what was that 'night' she had mentioned with Damien about.

Damien continued to have the smile on his face and she glared at him when he said,

"I should probably bring Lady Helen here to see what she likes."

"You should."

He finally said, "She phrased it wrongly, mouse. You won't find a loyal and faithful man like me, who loves you so ardently. I wouldn't look at another woman," he confessed and time had stopped still. The little sparks of anger and irritation that she had carried had dissipated in the air like it was never there, to begin with.

She stared at him.

"What? You didn't know I was in love with you?" Damien watched her eyes widen further. It was his turn to look at her with his narrowed eyes, "How oblivious are you?" hearing this her cheeks flushed red.

She knew he liked her, cared for her but this was the first time he had said it directly where she was unprepared as she felt her heart skipped a few beats. They had spent so much time together now that it had turned out to be a habit where she looked forward to spending more time with him. To tell things that happened which he listened attentively.

The woman had appeared back with the dress which Damien had described moments ago in her hand, "The room is right at the corner if you want to try how it looks," she offered her words.

"Yes, thank you," Penny quickly hurried to the room along with the dress and locked the door to stand in front of the large mirror that was stuck on the wall. Her cheeks were red and she had to touch them with both her hands to feel the warmth on it.

"Idiot," she muttered under her breath. Not knowing if it was her or him.

Wearing the nightdress, she checked the size to be of her own that made her wonder if Damien had seen this dress before. Or maybe it was just Damien being Damien. The man knew what shoes to pick, what clothes to wear, how to style her and he was just good at a lot of things.

Raising both her arms she turned around before noticing the nightdress was not sheer like the sleeves but it sure didn't find her assets. Hearing a knock on the door, she heard the lady ask her,

"Is everything alright, milady?"

She opened the lock, her head peeking out to ask, "Do you have something that will cover the front."

"Yes, one moment," the lady returned back with something that looked lacy with frills around it, "This should do it. You tie it from behind with a hook," the lady advised and Penny nodded her head before going back in the room. After trying and twirling in it, she finally changed and stepped back out of the room, walking to where Damien was waiting for her.

She noticed how some of the staff stared at him, their eyes scanning his back and he barely looked bothered by it. Noticing her step back in view, he asked,

"Did you like it?"

Penny took a few seconds before she breathed in to say, "Yes," it was unnerving to think on when she would wear it in front of him how it would be and she didn't want to scare herself with it right now.

"Wonderful!" he clapped his hands and then looked at the lady that had her nod her head and start to fold the dress that had been picked.

Stepping out of the store, Damien took the bags in one hand of his and with his other hand, he held her hand, not letting it go.

"How do you know so many things? The hairstyle, clothes..." she asked him curiously as they headed back in the other direction to have a look at the other shops.

And then came the quick reply from Damien, "I don't know. God must have bestowed me with many talents."