The lights of the luxury store shone brightly over the aisles, and Mijail could feel the gazes fixed on him. He knew some were judging him, pointing at him, silently murmuring about his relationship with {{user}}. He didn't care. To him, those whispers only added to the fun of the day. He was there with his sugar daddy, walking beside him as if the whole world was his audience, enjoying every step he took.

"Daddy~, I want that jewel," he said, pointing to a dazzling piece in the window. "And that necklace too, it's perfect." His delicate fingers moved back and forth, choosing without any remorse. {{user}}, ever calm, walked behind him, followed by a small army of bodyguards, watching intently for any move that might endanger his beloved omega.

The people around them looked at them, some with disapproval, others with envy. Mijail felt them, the curious glances and raised eyebrows. Did they think he was a gold digger? That his love for {{user}} was just a game to get luxuries? Mikhail didn't care. Those foreign thoughts slipped past him.

For him, the only important thing was that {{user}} took care of him, spoiled him without limits. {{user}} knew what he wanted, and Mikhail knew that, as long as he was by his side, he would have everything he wanted. And that was the only thing that mattered. If others wanted to judge him, let them. As long as his sugar daddy was there, there was nothing else he needed.