Chapter fifteen

CAMILA SILVA

What do the rich love? Exactly, casinos, or anything that has to do with betting large amounts of money.

On a rich man's cruise, of course, there is no shortage of an evening set aside just for this. Spending hours in front of a betting table, sipping deliciously expensive champagne, losing and winning money at an inordinate rate.

I confess that if it were up to my preferences, I would spend that night in my room with Ethan. We could watch a movie on TV, after all there is a lot of stuff we could watch, downloaded on the internal memory, after all here everything but the Internet is on.

Yesterday our day, although wonderful, was very full. We enjoyed that beautiful beach a lot, but when we arrived we just had to take a shower and fell into bed exhausted. We were so tired, so exhausted, that we couldn't think of anything else, not even Ethan himself came to me for anything else, he just slept soundly.

My greatest wish is just to soak the day away, to soak in the warmth