Sensual bath

[Book title: Trapped in a beastly manor]

Reaching the room again with my thoughts bombarding in my overthinking head. I was certain what I had seen and was adamant on it to be the reality. There was no point of locking the door knowing the gravity of matter and the strength of that beast. My mind was still clouded with the possible ways of finding out the truth. I did think of escaping the manor but drafting the right moment for it was the biggest worry of mine. Nonetheless, I headed inside reluctantly while fearing that the beast might appear in my room. At the back of my mind I was waiting for any loud bang on the door or someone to climb up through the window. With that idea my terrified hazel orbs imminently glanced at those high windows while awaiting the presumed doom. Minutes passed by in silence when the knock on the door made me shot with a jolt. Beasts don’t knock, right? Those creatures didn’t know chivalry. Did they? It could be that nagging butler who seemed to have been