~Anne's POV~
I didn't fully understand what Riccardo meant as new one until I stepped into the boutique. The employees in the boutique were already accustomed to him. They greeted him with smiles, however they glared at me like I was putting on rags or something. It had started right at the door, and I had ignored it at first. But soon I came to realise that all of them were looking at me the same way.
"We've bought and tested enough already, I think it's time to leave." I said to Riccardo after I came out of the dressing room for the twelfth dress.
"We're going to spend months on this project, I don't think we've gotten halfway through." He replied as his eyes scanned me up and down hungrily. Unlike the last three I had walked out on, this one was a dinner gown. There was barely anything professional about it, and I could see why it would make Riccardo lose himself just for a second.
