Ariana was shocked. She looked up and saw Adrian's deep black eyes. "How... how did you get in?"
Ariana immediately retreated to the end of the bathtub and hugged herself tightly with both arms.
She had clearly locked the door...
"How did I get in? My house, my woman, I can't come in?" Adrian raised his eyebrows with a faint smile, and she seemed to be in a much better mood.
He had already changed out of his bathrobe and was wearing a light green home dress. His long belt was tied around his waist, showing the abdominal muscle through the gap in his clothes.
There was nothing wrong with what he said, but Ariana was conservative and had only slept with him a few times, let alone being watched by him without any hindrance.
The bathrobe was on the shelf at the other end of the bathtub.
