Chapter Twenty-five: The Secret Behind Paella.

Later that night, Maxwell was forced to retire to his bedroom in the early hours of the night, unlike before as his Nanna's hawk-like eyes were alert and keenly observing all his and Angelina's moves.

However, as soon as he stepped into the large, simply but elegantly furnished bedroom, his brows instantly furrowed. It was as if he had stepped foot into a foreign territory and if not for the familiar king-size bed, chaise-lounge and grey curtains, he wouldn't have recognized his own bedroom! Everything had changed completely. Even his signature masculine scent had now been replaced with a very nice, enticing floral and vanilla scent.

The dressing-table which hitherto had his designer wrist-watches, different cologne brands and perfumes, now had a neat arrangement of female cosmetics, colognes, hair care products and lots more. And when he opened his extra-large walk-in closet which was so big it could pass for a room, he just pursed his lips in annoyance when he saw the endless rows o