A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss
I shot back over my shoulder.
The bathroom was luxurious to the point of absurdity, like everything else in Alexander's penthouse. The shower had multiple heads and enough space for at least four people.
I turned on the water, adjusting the temperature until it was just right, and then stepped under the spray. The warm water cascaded over my oil-slicked skin, washing away the remnants of the massage.
I sighed deeply, feeling the tension and fatigue melt away with each passing second. The multiple shower heads enveloped me in a soothing embrace, their gentle streams working in tandem to cleanse and rejuvenate my body. It was a small slice of heaven amidst the chaos of our lives.