Clara's POV
He came back wearing different clothing from the bedroom.
As he handed me the clothing, he introduced himself as Leonardo.
"Clara," I nodded in response.
Embarrassed by the whole situation, I snatched the garment out of his grasp with haste.
"You remind me of someone I knew a long time ago." He said.
"I'll get the shirt cleaned up first," I said.
Embarrassed, I walked out of the suite, my mind spinning. Never before have I done this.
I proceeded to the laundry area.
There was Ivy, shoving some clothing into the washing machine while grumbling to herself.
It appeared as though she was struggling with her attire.
"Who pissed you off this badly?" So I did.
"You're unaware of the visitors I recently hosted. After only five minutes of being there, he was accusing me of t
