Novel & Cerita Kamar Mandi Orang Kaya

I said. He ignored me and let me into the living room and as if what this hotel looking building was outside, was not enough, the interior was even crazier. I gasped at the sight of the numerous stairs in the room. The floor was a brown marble and spiral steps that led to a balcony with a view of a sea beside the house stood at a lateral part of the house. The nameless man looked up at me and nodded in the direction of the steps, signalling that I followed after him.

The nobles in city a have large single family villas. Although Mrs. Kang's home is not as good and large as Mr. King's, it also has a luxury garden, an open-air swimming pool, and even a small horse farm. Poor people can't afford a swimming pool in it all their life. "It's all women. I can't go in, sister-in-law. If there's anything, call me and be on call."Huang Chen is going to a nearby cafe.

It was no surprise he ranked among the top ten richest billionaires in Kenya. Stepping inside, I took a slow, measured breath. The first floor was huge, a statement of wealth in itself. Golden chandeliers dripped from the ceiling, casting a warm, luxurious glow over the two grand living rooms filled with leather and gold-trimmed furniture. A massive glass wall led to the outside garden, where six towering beeline tents stood under the night sky, sheltering clusters of well-dressed elites sipping on modern cocktails. The green carpet stretched like an emerald pathway through the space, leading to whispered deals and quiet power struggles.

I was offered to walk inside, and it was like the same as the first room I just entered a while ago. No one could deny the elegance of the entirety of the mansion. In the middle of the room, a fountain was placed with its crystal-clear water which looked like diamonds when lights reflected it. There were flowering ornaments around it and live fishes to make it look like a natural lake. When one of the four women revealed what's behind a huge curtain, a bigger pond showed itself in front of me. “Don't tell me that I need to take a bath?” I thought they're the type of creatures who isn't fond of taking a bath. What's this? They even have their own fancy bathhouse. Do I smell bad? Eh?

I jump at the chance for a shower and to get away from him, moving as quickly as I can for the bathroom. Stepping inside, I lock the door, worried he may join me, and look on in awe at the extravagance of the room. The shower is massive, with four heads and two benches, and the floors look clean enough to eat off of. I pick up the clothes on the counter—a maid uniform, and one too small to cover much—what the fuck. I bet he has a foot fetish too.

The other door leads to an enormous bathroom. "Woah." That was all amyra could whisper. The bathroom glistened and shine richly like marble, there was a bathtub big enough for ten plus her, across the tub was rain forest shower covered with glass. That alone seemed to make her jaw drop as she stared at it in utter disbelief, sure she knew her father was rich but her captor was damn more richer. "I will help you with your bath miss." The girl started preparing the bath as Amyra started stripping.

His seamstress always dresses for him whenever he is holding a meeting or going outside the palace for official matters. Once he was disrobed, he strode across the room to the large bathroom, it was a sight to behold. The walls were adorned with intricate mosaic patterns, and the floor was made of polished marble. The bathtub, situated at the center of the room, was made of pure gold and was big enough to accommodate four people.

It is tiring to socialize with different people, but it is their responsibility. "Remojemos en agua. Ya le pedí a la criada que preparara nuestra tina. (Let's soak in water. I already asked the maid to prepare our tub.)" Their bathroom has refined space for bathing, adjacent to the boudoir for dressing and a fireplace for warmth. It has bold marble floors for decoration and perfectly proportioned architectural details. "Quiero tener un Hijo. (I want to have a child)," says Estefan. He almost had it, if only Amaya had not been a bitch. He greeted his teeth upon remembering the woman whom he made a queen of his chiefdom.

Jealous that he might be conversing with someone else, someone more important than me. Fuck, I was going insane. I needed to speak with someone so badly. He took me to a room that looked like something straight out of a royal movie. The stunning chamber was decorated in rich blues and blacks, with ornate furniture that screamed luxury. Golden accents caught the light from crystal chandeliers, and the massive four-poster bed was draped in silk that looked softer than clouds. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view of the estate's gardens, and everything about the space whispered of kings and queens from another era.

I'm going to take a shower, and I'll be right down. -Yes, ma'am. - the woman spoke quickly. -Offer her something to drink, please, Eliza. - she said to the maid - I promise not to take long, Lauren. I just nodded before following Eliza. Camila's mansion was simply impeccable, everything of the highest quality. It was noticeable by miles away the fortune that her husband possessed. The lady in front of me walked hurriedly towards the end of the corridor, where she politely opened one of the doors.