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He was unbelievable. "This used to be your favorite." He held a shampoo over my face. "Made your hair smell like bubblegum." It looked familiar. "Well it's about to become my worst since you'll be using it on me." He opened the shampoo and began washing. Crazy how he acted like my protests were background noise. He washed the hair so delicately and perfectly you'd think he'd been doing this before And he was right; the shampoo did smell like bubblegum. It was soothing and so good.

I cannot handle any more surprises right now. I get into the shower. The water is so much hotter than what I have been getting at the work camp with the wolves. It feels so amazing. I let the water run down my body. I take the shampoo and begin washing my hair. It smells like lavender. I have not been able to shampoo my hair since I was taken; it is a mess. I rinse my hair and condition it. I feel like I have stepped into heaven.

I closed my eyes and stood there for a minute while the water deliciously pummeled my back. The shampoo and conditioner in the corner of the shower were in clear bottles. I wondered if they were left over from the previous tenants. They were filled to the top, so it was possible that it was an off-brand formula. When it came to what rich people did, I didn’t question that it was probably shampoo and conditioner from some boutique shop overseas. I flipped the cap of the shampoo and brought it to my nose. With the steam from the water, the floral scent enveloped me. I let out a little moan of pleasure. Wow, these people did have good taste.

“Shampoo?” “Whatever’s on sale.” He looks disturbed. “You don’t have a preferred brand?” “I have a preferred price point. Under five dollars.” Adrian grabs a bottle that costs fifteen. “Use this from now on.” “Why?” “Because if Eleanor asks, ‘whatever’s on sale’ isn’t strategic.” I check the price. “I’m not using fifteen dollar shampoo.” “It’s in the contract.” “It’s shampoo!” “Strategic shampoo.” I start laughing. “A month ago I was dating Ryan. Now I’m arguing about strategic shampoo with a billionaire.”

However, I felt even better when the warm water hit my body. It seemed to me that all the anguish that had been clinging to me for some time thanks to Jakob was washed away in one fell swoop. If only for this little moment. I slowly rubbed myself in with my favorite shower gel. I soon smelled like lotus. It was just heavenly. Then it was my long hair's turn. For her I took a shampoo that made my wavy glory shiny as well as voluminous. In addition, the hair wash supplied my hair with many important care substances.

I will need to ask Jaxson that at supper. Looking over, I saw a window in the tile with a variety of female shampoos. They were all high quality shampoos and as I picked each up, I noticed they were all brand new. I chose the one at random and shampooed my hair before I conditioned and washed my body with a lavender scent.

“Tsk. No more of that young lady.” “Ye…yes ma’am.” “Good. Now let’s get you washed, and we’ll talk about what you want done. Ok?” “Ok.” I followed her to the sinks, sat, and she washed my hair. “What shampoo, and conditioner do you use?” Sharon asked as she shampooed my hair, and I told her. “That cheap stuff? No dear. No of more of that either. I will set you up with the right stuff today. You do not need all of those chemicals. It weighs your hair down. We have a gentler shampoo for you to use.”

How fuck am I supposed to do this? Well, as easy as this… I reach into my bag and walk over to the edge of his table. With shock, he watches me place a bottle in front of him. Then with a stuttering, he leans back into his chair, “What is this baby doll?” “What does it look like, Lucas?” “Well, it looks like that shampoo that you use.” “Yes, it does. Tell me, how many girls use this?” He cocks his head at me in confusion, then he smiles again, “Only you, that salon makes it especially for your hair.”

Valentina’s P.O.V I love the scent of Melissa’s shampoo, it was an orange flavor shampoo, and it tickled my nose, I smiled to myself massaging the lather of the shampoo into my scalp, I loved how it felt against my hair, and the tip of my fingers. How long has it been since I had washed my hair? I can’t remember the last time I had a warm bath too, the heater in my bathroom never worked and I couldn’t dare to ask Ron to fix it.

But the cremé de a cremé was the giant closet that had the softest kind of towels I had ever felt in my life. The dress was annoying to get off, mostly because it symbolized the reason why I was here in the first place, but I got it off and threw it aggressively on the floor. I stepped into the shower, looking up at the mechanism above me. You could see the water floating above, and then some handles that would probably make it turn on. As the water flowed, I was pleasantly surprised by the fact that the water was warm, enjoying the feel of it on my skin. The shampoo and conditioner smelled heavenly, something exotic with a hint of mango and coconut. The gel was scented with vanilla, and it