Novel Badezimmer Novels & Stories

She was glad to dispose of them in the trash on her way to the bathroom. The bathroom was beautiful, almost similar to the bathroom in his beach house except there was a door this time. The floor and ceiling were marble, the bathtub was marble, and beside it was a cubicle with a shower with marble tiles and glass walls. The last thing in the bathroom, the mirror was silver framed.

EXCERPT FROM LAST CHAPTER; “Now, you can bath with me.” He smirked and sat up before slamming my butt and I moaned out. “Don’t make me fuck you again, come on.” He dragged my hand and then I told before he dragged me into the bathroom. I had never been to Ezra’s bathroom hence I was surprised at how furnished it was. It had four head shows and some part of the walls had shower head on them and I knew water can come out of them too. There were mirrors everywhere and then the scent of mango freshness was everywhere making me fall in love with the bathroom.

His phones, although they are on silent mode, are making a lot of almost non stop buzzing noises which makes her feel more to not distub him. She sees two close doors on the left side, about six meters away from the bed. She opens one door and the lights turns on, automatically. She sees a golden bathroom. Everything is decorated in a gold colour. The bath which could never be missed, made her gasp. “Oh! Wow!" exclaimed Marianne. The wide bath is like a roman style. It can fit in about four to six people. In the two corners of the room, are a couple of real trees which compliments it more to a roman classic style theme. To her right side is an open shower area, an old roman style but with mo

Hard to believe, the novels she read and the storylines she hated made her enter the world of novel fiction. In addition, the woman who was wearing a maid costume always called her name as master. It felt like a nightmare to Claretta. Nausea held him back until Claretta broke out in a cold sweat. Claretta hoped this was just a dream. "Where's the bathroom?" ask Claretta "Would you like to take a shower first?" asked Mary back. "Yes," answered Claretta. Mary ushered Claretta through a hallway where there was a room with a luxurious bathtub large enough to accommodate 5-6 people inside. More like a swimming pool.

It’s beautiful, and for a second, it makes me forget about Alex and his terrible attitude. After taking a deep breath, I push off the swing and head inside. I need to freshen up and shake off the bad energy from earlier. The bathroom in my new room is like something out of a magazine—marble floors, huge mirrors, and a bathtub big enough to fit at least two people. It’s luxurious, almost too much for me, but I’m not complaining. I strip off my travel clothes and step into the shower, letting the warm water wash away the frustration of the day. As the water cascades down my body, I try to clear my mind.

“…Hey, they’re your children, remember? Why are you getting jealous over them?” “Because I care about you,” replied Zivon, leaving Xavia speechless. What a hopeless man… Either way, upon entering the bathroom, Xavia couldn’t help but feel slightly surprised. After all, it had an electric bidet that came with a smart system, and there were even disposable pads covering the toilet seat… Shaking her head, she turned to look at Zivon before saying, “Alright, you can leave now. I’ll call you once I’m done.”

They continued on to the bathroom, where the promise of a refreshing shower awaited them. They entered Efrain's luxurious bathroom, a showcase of refined taste and luxury. The walls were adorned with sleek, dark marble, complemented by touches of brushed gold and chrome. In one corner, a spacious, glass-enclosed shower stood, boasting multiple showerheads and a built-in bench for maximum comfort.

In the bathroom, there was a Jacuzzi and a steam room too. The American style kitchen had modern marbles and glass cabinets a two-door refrigerator. In short, the house was a complete luxury. And it, now, belongs to her. "Besora John Eastwood... you lucky brat," Bessie spoke in such excitement. She took the shower in her new house, then tried each and every dress from the closet. After an hour or two, she was tired and took a nap. When she woke up she was fresher than ever. Oh, such a comfortable bed.

But now, Nathan decided to give me an extensive tour of all of the renovations that he made. “This is the new bathroom,” he said, opening the door to reveal a beautiful bathroom with black and white tiled floors, a large claw-foot bathtub, and big windows looking out over the ocean. The bathroom smelled faintly of his grapefruit body lotion, and it made me blush a little as I looked into a space that felt oddly too private. “Here is the master bedroom…” At the end of the hallway, there was a large room that my aunt always kept locked for storage. I only saw into it once or twice and saw piles of boxes sitting around, but now it was opened up.

If the non exclusive room looked and felt this good, she wondered how all the better rooms would feel. She walked into the bathroom. There was a tap, a shower, a toilet and a wash hand basin. The better rooms probably had a Jacuzzi or an hot tub or something, Malvika thought, moving back to the room. She slumped into the bed, sighing tiredly and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep. -----------------------