We washed ourselves in the bathtub, playing and romancing, chatting happily and splashing water on each other. I can't believe I'm bathing my boss, a billionaire, when I'm not in his class. It almost looks like a dream, but of course it's real, it's true.

We rub ourselves dry with the large white towel hanging by the wall. Adrian applies his expensive body spray on himself, a masculine scent, the secret of his good scent. I stare at with disappointed eyes until he picks out mine for me, I gasp. I hadn't brought mine here. His caring nature is indeed sweet and charming.

After this, we walk arms in arms...