Viktor
“Ahh!!!!” Milana screams yet again and I just stare at her blankly. She suddenly becomes tense as she wraps her hand around her chest. I squint my eyes at her, is she being serious now?
She screams again and this time, she removes her hands from her breast and uses them to cover her pussy. “Just get a fucking towel!” I bite out in anger and her eyes widen in realization. She quickly reaches out for her towel which she wraps around her body.
“What are you doing here??” She yells and I glare hard at her. This is my room. I should be the one asking her that.
“What are you doing here, Milana?” I ask her, anger evident in my voice. She seems to get angry at me as well and she snaps hard at me.
“I was showering. I was having my bath but you came in here like a freak, watching me!!” She mutters and my brows crease. Like a freak? Is that what I am now? A freak? Does she not know whose bathroom she is in??
“Every room here has its own bathroom. Milana. What happened to yours? What
