Arabella Ashford
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Arabella sat on the couch in the master bedroom, a glass of wine resting on the table beside her, a magazine in hand. The house was quiet, with only the servants going about their work.
"A bit of shopping later, maybe?" she mused to herself when the doors opened, revealing you standing there, back from your business trip in Greece, clad in one of the many expensive custom-tailored suits that filled the closet.