Annie Closet Novels & Stories

she inquired, clearly unsure of where to find them. Cassian smiled, understanding that after the past few days, she might not remember much or notice the little details. "In the closet," he said, pointing towards the walk-in closet. Hailey nodded and headed towards it. As she opened the door, she was greeted by the sight of a massive closet, perfectly matching the grandeur of Cassian's royal-like room. She wandered inside, taking in the vastness of the space. An entire side was dedicated to her clothes and accessories.

She followed him back into the closet where he opened a bag and pulled out a smaller bag and handed to her and he guided her to the bathroom that was connected to the closet by a door in the middle of the closet on the same wall as the bedroom. Meredith immediately went to the his and hers sink that was directly in front of the door on the opposite wall with a large mirror covering the wall above it. To the left was a large walk in shower with a frosted door. And another frosted door further on the same wall had a toilet and a bidet. Between the doors were shelves built into the wall stocked with towels and other supplies. On the right was a large egg shaped tub raised with a step. The wall

My body knew. At the far end of the room stood a small, unremarkable door. I crossed to it and pushed it open. Inside was a bathroom that also served as a closet. On one side stood a shower cubicle, clean, gray plastic. On the other side, a little hanging rail held clothes: exactly five dresses, neat on hangers, all pretty, all thin, all alive to the same statement, built for being taken off. Above the rail, a shelf held bottles and jars, lotions, body washes, creams, perfumes, a whole pharmacy of heavy scents, arranged like wares. There were towels, folded white. Three toothbrushes, still in their wrappers, like the wares of a clinic.

Two white chairs were positioned in front of it, inviting anyone to sit and take their time. Approaching the closet door, anticipation welled up within Catherine. She flung it open, revealing a spacious walk-in closet already filled with a dazzling array of clothes. Along the center of the closet, tall shoe racks stood in an orderly line, showcasing stilettos, flats, and sneakers in abundance. Hayden looked at her with a mix of hope and fear. "Don't you like it? I'll make adjustments, but please don't say anything to any of them," she pleaded, anxiety etched across her features as she followed Catherine into the closet.

"I think Annie's aunt was a whore," I tell James when I finally see the bathroom. The entire space was probably bigger than my childhood bedroom, the walls were made with white marble with gold accents, the floor was a dark hardwood, a giant clawfoot tub sits off to one side putting the shower directly in the middle of the room. Floor to ceiling glass in the shape of a tube sits directly in the middle of the room, a bench runs around half of the inside with two showerheads at opposite sides and a little shower table sits next to the bench with bottles and soaps on it.

Alisia gave me a few more seconds to take in the sight of the great bathroom before pulling out of the room and dragging me into the room of the right side of the wall. The Valentino Mansion was not disappointing me one bit. What, with its mere size and beautiful colors, furniture, and utensils? The closet was not any less awe striking than the rest of the room. Just like the bathroom, it had more than enough space- much more space than I knew what to do with. It had several mahogany drawers and hangers for my clothes, and a shelf for my shoes and bags, and the white and golden tiles of its floors shine under the light bulbs.

Clare was intrigued despite herself. Clare stripped off her clothes. She walked into the cavernous and old-fashioned bathroom, the cast-iron and self-standing bath, the toilet with an overhead cistern and a chain. Incongruously, a modern shower cubicle had been installed in one corner. Showering quickly, Clare towelled herself dry on a large, fluffy white bath towel and went back into the bedroom.

It reminds me of Luca, his masculine presence and powerful aura, and I am lost in thought for a moment. Slowly, I make my way to the closed doors, curious to uncover the secrets they hold. Inside, I discover a bathroom that is fit for royalty, with gleaming fixtures and sparkling surfaces that reflect the light in a dazzling display. And then there is the walk-in closet, a spacious chamber that seems to stretch on forever, with rows upon rows of neatly arranged clothing, shoes, and accessories. It is a sight to behold, a testament to the opulence and grandeur of this place.

I poured myself a drink and sat in the vanity, picking on a snack while watching myself in the mirror as my mouth moved. “Vee, where are you? Look here, come and see this,” Claire called out to me, sounding excited. I stepped out of the walk-in closet to see what she was talking about. But I couldn’t find her in the bedroom. I heard her call me again and I followed her voice to the bathroom. And there she was, taking off her clothes excitedly. “What are you doing?” smiling at her childish behavior. The bathroom has dual vanities with designer fixtures, a separate water closet, and heated floors and towels. It’s so huge and classic, just like everything else in this house.

Just how rich was this Alessandro Hall? I made my way to the bathroom. It was large. The size of my room back in the doll house. It even had a Jacuzzi! There was a shower too. I got rid of my cloths and quickly stepped under it, allowing the hot water hit my skin. I definitely needed it. After my bath, I searched for the closet but found none. There was only a door left which I didn't open and I forced myself not to believe it. I opened the door nonetheless. Holy moly! The walk in closet was the size of the bathroom I had stepped out from.