Chapter 10
___ Arora POV ___
Later that evening, after we had an early dinner together, Owen left for his mysterious meeting. I winked at the butler as I entered my original suite. I switched on the jacuzzi jets and threw in some of the hot tub scented aromatherapy salts that the hotel provides. I love the Citrus one. With a glass of champagne, a bag of chips - or crisps as some may say - and my bag of sweets that Owen got me with the phone and lingerie, I put the radio on and climbed into the hot tub. With the warm water and the jets massaging my body from all sides, I closed my eyes, and a sigh of pleasure left my lips.
The velvety bubbles caressed my skin, and the refreshing scent of citrus permeated the air, inviting tranquility to seep deep into my bones. In this reassuring em
