Seraphina's POV
I walked toward the sliding door Lucien had pointed to. Honestly, I thought it was just a washroom with a fresh set of simple clothes waiting for me.
But the moment I slid the door open… I froze.
My eyes were practically blinded by the shine coming from inside.
It wasn't just simple clothes for me.
There were elegant dresses, neatly lined like something from a high-end boutique. Shimmering jewelry sets sat in velvet trays like an elite auction, along with sleek imported watches, luxury handbags, and rows of designer shoes and heels which was all arranged like a display in some luxurious store.
What the actual hell!?
Who did all this belong to?
Me?
I took a step in with a completely baffled look on my face.
Why would he spend so much on me?
Was he planning on becoming my sugar daddy or something?!
Goddamn it! I didn't even know what to think anymore. My brain was crashing.