The Billionaire's Plaything is his Wife
Then it dawns on me.
Fuck! I didn't bring a change of clothes into the bathroom with me.
Opening the bathroom door slowly, inch by inch, I peep through the hole just enough to fit my head and find the room empty.
Is the universe finally on my side?
Not about to jinx it, I scramble. Push the door fully open and lunge for my suitcase, opting for looking for a change of clothes in the room and just deciding to take the whole thing back into the bathroom with me, and then just because the universe decided to say "Haha, jokes on you.", Lucenzo chooses that very moment to walk into the room. His phone is against his ear as though he is just getting off a call and then he sees me.