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The bathroom was beautiful. The shining mirrors, the beautiful glass windows. The big bath. I started going inside the bathroom, admiring and gaping at the comfortability he had made.

He was truly a man of enjoyment.

I stood by the bath, still admiring. It was filled up and covered with foam.

I was starting to get a little bit tempted but I managed to hold my ground. No no Nayla, you can't afford to backslide.

My hatred for him had started to disappear a little but I was still his maid. I chose to be his maid. I shouldn't be like this.

It was against my values. I wouldn't find myself loving or pretending to be loving someone because of the comfortable life he would provide for me.

I want someone who would make me happy and know how it feels to be loved. To me Love surpasses all comfortabilities in the universe.

Suddenly I felt strong hands holding my wrist as someone emerged from the foamy water. It was Verin.

The way he had come out of the water startled me that I jumped in fear.