Compared to the later-added residences, the bedrooms in the old mansion were indeed somewhat small. Besides a bathroom, there was nothing else, not even a walk-in closet.
Elena's red suitcase was spread open at the foot of the bed, and her discarded dress lay on the bed. The sound of running water came from the bathroom.
Klaus casually picked up his laptop and walked to the balcony, handling work while waiting for her to finish her shower.
On a clear and cool autumn night, with stars twinkling in the sky and a slight chill in the air, Klaus sat there, struggling to finish a single email.
It wasn't until Elena emerged from the bathroom that he finally broke his concentration.
She wore her usual short nightgown that barely covered her thighs, her thick long hair damp and draped over he
