STELLA
It bothers me that Xavier has two different sets of towels in his bathroom. One grey and one … pink. I open a drawer under the sink and see a set of women’s razors, a toothbrush, pantyliners, and other stuff which is clearly for ladies. All new and unused. What is the need for a young, rich twenty-year-old bachelor, with no parents in the house, to keep all these in his bathroom? And there is only one reason I can think of! That… man**ore!
Honestly, is this his trick? To make you feel super special and then – boom! You’re just one of a hundred girls that he brings here to… Well, at least we didn’t do anything scarier than hand-holding.
I get out of the shower with a mood to kill. How dare he?!
“Is everything okay?”, Xavier looks at me with the most worried face.
“Yeah, just g
