Kelly
“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you give your guest a little privacy?” She grumbled picking up the T- shirt and the skirt that he had brought in for her.
There were a few more skirts next to the one kept with the T- shirt.
Why was he here, anyway? Didn't the billionaire have any staff?
He looked up at her, his dark eyes took in her appearance. The look on his face made her self- conscious, and she pulled the collars of her robe together, but she did not look away. She had done nothing wrong, and she wasn’t going to give in to the devil.
He had been out of his line walking into her bathroom like that, knowing well that she was in there showering.
She hadn’t locked the bathroom door behind her, because she thought she had locked the bedroom. Did she make a mistake, or did he
