Chapter 3

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Alexi POV 

      As soon as Damian closes the door, I start to explore the room. I walk to the two doors at the far side of the room and open the door to my right. "Holy shit!" I whisper when I behold what's behind the door. It's a huge walk in closet. The wall to my left is covered with blouses and ball gowns. To my right, the whole wall is covered in pants and mini dresses. The whole back wall was full of mini skirts, jackets, and shorts. All along the bottom of all three walls, shoes of all kinds line the walls. I look down at my olive colored sequined tank top, black knee-high converse, and black denim mini-skirt and feel a little under dressed. I close the door after staring for about ten minutes and open the other door. 

       When I opened the door I see the most beautiful master bathroom. There is a huge garden wash tub with jets right next to a walk-in shower with a massaging head. There are three full length mirrors set at different angles that are surrounded by lights. The sink is a smooth marble bowl with gold faucets and a gold finish and the toilet matches. There is a small closet in the corner that contains towels, a silk robe, and wash rags. I grab a towel and a wash rag and take a quick shower. I quickly wash my wavy, milk chocolate hair that falls all the way down to my lower back. Then I get out and wrap a towel tightly around my body. 

      I walk out of the bathroom and go into the walk-in closet. I grab a simple pair of black heeled pumps, a black laced bra and matching thong, and a simple strapless black and gold dress with a corset top, small waist, and loose, layered skirt. Everything fits perfectly and the dress and heel combination make my legs look longer, my waist smaller and my breast more inviting. I hear a knock at the door in the room and walk out of the closet. 

      "Come in," I say, knowing I don't have to be loud for Damian to hear me. I walk over to the vanity by the bathroom and open some of the drawers. The door opens slowly and I watch Damian's reflection walk in carrying a covered tray.

        "Hello," he says cheerfully.

        "Hi," I respond finding the makeup I want. Black eyeliner, medium foundation, plumberry blush, gold eyeshadow, and Pink Ice lip gloss; the same makeup I use at my house. I apply the makeup quickly and walk to the little table that Damian is sitting at with the food he brought me. 

     "You look....Wow. What happened to eating first?" He teases.

        "I needed a shower. I can't be clean around my host?" I responded in an innocent tone. Damian chuckles and smiles at me.

        "Are you hungry?" He asks me. Right after he finishes his sentence, my stomach growls loudly. I feel my face heat up and know my cheeks are red. I walk over to an empty seat at the table. He removes the cover off of the plate he carried in. There is half a steak and a broccoli and bacon salad on the plate and a glass of water on the tray that the plate is sitting on. I grimace at the food. "What's wrong?" Damian asks, concerned.

        "The food looks delicious, but I'm a vegetarian," I chuckle nervously.

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