Rapine 2: Ravished by the Billionaire (The Trophy Wife) by Charlotte Rose

various store window displays. We stop by Audemars Piguet, Cartier, Bvlgari, Chopard, Piaget, Richard Mille, Mouawad, Harry Winston, and La Marquise to pick out a few very expensive jewelry pieces for me. Julian also buys a new watch to add to his large wristwatch collection—an Audemars Piguet skeleton watch. However, Julian appears much happier purchasing for me than for himself.
    Each jewelry piece he purchases for me is twenty-five thousand dollars or more. Julian has bought me seventeen pieces of jewelry. He is eager for me to pick out more pieces, but I’ve decided that I’ve had enough jewelry shopping for the day.
    W e stop by Hermès, Chanel, Elie Saab, Oscar de la Renta, Chloe, Escada, Donna Karan, and Missoni. I try on numerous dresses, and Julian picks out the ones he likes the most and buys them for me. Julian has bought me thirty-six dresses, each over five thousand dollars along with heels that match the color of each dress. Julian also buys me two Hermès Birkin handbags, a red one and a white one, and three classic Chanel flap bags in quilted lambskin—a black one, a pink one, and a white one.
    I am blown away by the amount of money Julian has spent and he acts as if he were spending dimes. He appears to be extremely satisfied by spending his money on me.
    We have our bags of shopping packed away by our private driver in the trunk of the Rolls Royce. It is sometime in the early evening. We go to see the evening fountain show at the Dubai Fountain set on the 30-acre Burj Khalifa Lake. The fountain is 900 feet long, is lit by very bright incandescent lights, and has five circles of varying sizes and two central arcs. I watch as the fountain shoots water jets as high as 500 feet. The fountain reminds me of the fountains of the Bellagio in Las Vegas.
    We go back to our suite after a long day. My feet hurt from walking around the Dubai mall. We get dressed for dinner. Julian wears a custom-made suit, all black as always, and I wear one of my new dresses, a long, fitted, fuchsia dress by Oscar de la Renta with my pink Chanel bag.
    We head to a restaurant that has a stunning floor to ceiling aquarium on all four sides. We have a view of the colorful aquatic life swimming right beside our table as we enjoy a fresh seafood dinner.
    After dinner, we go for drinks at the Skyview Bar, on the 27th floor of the Burj Al Arab and 200 meters above sea level. The space is elegant, with a multi-colored ceiling, and floor to ceiling windows with a view of Dubai’s coastline and the brightly lit city below.
    We take a seat on a couch right by the window and Julian orders us cocktails. Julian has his arm wrapped around my shoulder. I sip at my cocktail and look out onto the stunning view below.
    A few moments later, Julian is approached by a thirty-something man in an expensive-looking suit.
    “Hey buddy, fancy seeing you here,” he says in a British accent. He is a lean, handsome man with dark brown hair and green eyes. “Who is this young lady?” he asks when he sees me.
    “This is , Cheryl, my wife,” Julian responds proudly, as if showing a trophy to a good friend.
    “Nice,” the man responds while adm iring me. “How do you do, Cheryl?” The man sticks out his hand for me to shake. I shake his hand and smile, pleasantly amused by his British accent and his polite way of speaking.
    “I’m fine , thank you,” I respond.
    “I’m Jack, by the way.” He smiles.
    He turns his attention back toward Julian. “What have you been up to? It’s been ages hasn’t it?”
    “Why don’t you sit and have a drink with me and my wife,” Julian suggests.
    “No, no, I don’t want to impose,” he responds.
    “Please , I insist.” Julian calls over the waiter and orders his friend a drink. Jack requests a martini and sits across from Julian.
    “What have you been up to?” Jack asks inquisitively.
    “You know same old, same old,” Julian says. “And you, my friend?”
    “My wife and I just had our first baby,”