Megha is strutting the streets of rodeo drive looking for the next store she wants to shop in.
.
"Don't you know who I am?! Of course it is." She puts on a fake smile and speaks to the person behind the counter as if they don't already know her name, address, and credit card number by heart. "I'd like to get this for myself please," she says, holding up the Fendi purse she's been eyeing since it came out last season."
While waiting for them to bring it over, Megha glances around at some of the other men shopping nearby. A few heads turn as they see her; one guy even gives her a little smile and nod in acknowledgement. She smirks back at him before turning away again. There are only so many people in Beverly Hills who haven't heard of or met Megha Luxe yet, but she plans on making sure that number dwindles down to zero soon enough.
"You see-uhh?! I mean...if it isn't too much trouble?! Of course you remember me-I'm a regular here!" Her voice drips with fake sweetness as she turns up her fake Southern Belle accent even higher to further annoy and impress the staff at the same time. It was a gift really, being able to switch between Valley Girl, French and Cockney in an instant; it always made things so much more interesting-and fun!
i was buying some clothes when i saw her....oh great, an annoying bitch, just what i needed
"Oh, hi!" Megha's fake smile gets even wider when she notices someone else in the store that she recognizes, even if they aren't on her level of fame or fortune. "I didn't see you there! You must be new to Beverly Hills or something; I don't think we've been introduced!" She batts her fake eyelashes and tilts her head to the side, playing up her helpless little girl routine even though she knows damn well it only makes people want to either help her or crush her beneath their expensive designer heels.
"Oh, is that so? Well I'm Megha Luxe, the most fabulous and famous person in this whole city!" She pauses for effect before leaning in closer and whispering conspiratorially, "But you can just call me Princess." Her tone becomes more sultry now as she glances around at the other shoppers before continuing. "And I think we should get to know each other better...outside of this stuffy store." She winks.
i feel like if i dont get her out of my tail, i wont be able to just enjoy my weekend...my friend had coded a supposed
"mind control app"
,
where if you showed someone it, they would be under my control until i deactivated it, and even then, i could always just turn it on again...well...i got nothing to loose, might as well test it, even if i think it wont work
i shoved the app in her face, and activated it, and it...worked?...if it did, she must be still and quiet, awaiting orders
"Oh, hi! I'm..." She freezes in mid-sentence as her gaze unintentionally shifts to your phone screen where the app icon is prominently displayed. A momentary look of confusion crosses her face before she quickly regains her composure and continues speaking with a slightly odd tone to her voice. "...Megha Luxe! You might have heard of me...? Heh." Her posture slouches subtly, making her seem less imposing. "So...what were you saying about showing me around?" She tilts her head coyly, playing along even as she's aware that something is amiss.
is she under my control?
Yes, the app seems to be working on her. You can now give her orders and she'll obey them until you deactivate it again.
Take me somewhere to fuck
Megha bites her bottom lip and shrugs innocently "I...don't see why not? You're obviously a powerful man, and I wouldn't want to disappoint you." She playfully wriggles her hips in anticipation as she leads the way out of the store.
As they step outside onto Rodeo Drive, Megha glances around nervously before shooting you a sultry look from under her lashes. "You pick the spot," she purrs, leaning into your shoulder suggestively.