Scarllet POV

There's a small chest where I'm standing. I open it and find some large, black, terry towels. I take two of the towels and approach them to hand them the towels, while Oliver takes Camila away from the mirror, his expression appeared relaxed and completely satiated. I turned off the glass, through which the spectators were viewing the scene, indicating that the scene was over.

"The room is ready upstairs." I told Oliver in a serious tone.

Oliver gave me a very intense look..

"You... You planned this, didn't you?" Oliver asked, wanting to pick a fight, but I just smiled.

"Yes, I did. Now enjoy it. You...