Chapter 11
Valeria's P.O.V.
"What's this all about?" Isaac asked looking from the suitcase to me, and then back again.
"What are you talking about?" I asked as I held on tightly to the suitcase refusing to set it down for even a second.
"The suitcase, you just ran ahead of me, just to stop the maids from unpacking that suitcase."
"I have my personal things in It. I don't want anyone seeing or touching them,' I spoke keeping eye contact with him.
"Including me?" he asked.
"Including you," I confirmed.
"What exactly do you have in there?" he asked.
"Just personal stuff, that are very dear to me," I said.
"Alright then, you can put it down, no one will look through it or even touch it," he said.
"Okay," I said as I loosened my hold on it before taking it over to the other side of the room to set it next to the dresser.
"What do you think of our room?" Isaac asked waiting for my response.
"It's nice," I said looking around, "Seems comfy," I spoke.
"Good, I'm glad you think so."
"Does this house have a pool?" I asked as I went over to the window to look out at the backyard.
"Yes, and indoor, and outdoor one," he answered as he came to where I was standing.
"Can we go?' I asked eagerly
"You want to go swimming right now?" he asked looking unsure.
"Why not, but before we do we have to stop by Aidan's bedroom, so that I can ask if he wants to come with us," I said.
"I thought you were angry with him."
"Me, angry at Aidan, no we usually act that way towards each other all the time," I said.
"Are you saying that you two have never actually been angry at each other?"
"Nope, everything always works out between us, we''ve known each other since we were kids, so can we got get him to go swimming with us?" I asked.
"If that is what you want the alright, I'll go get dressed, and then we can stop at his bedroom."
"Okay, I'll get dressed too," I said going over to one of my suitcases to find that it was empty.
"Where exactly is all my clothes?" I asked Isaac who had wandered off into the walk in closet that I had just now noticed.
"In here," he replied.
"All of it?" I asked sticking my head in to look around the closet.
"Yes all of it."
"You're right," I said as I looked at the right of the closet which had all of my shirts neatly organized by color, followed by all of my dresses which were also organized by color. Then to the far end all of my jeans, and skirts were neatly folded into these small drawers also organized by color, and lastly at the back wall of the closet all of my shoes were organized on one side next to Isaac's.
"Either these women move really fast, or they started doing all this the second we arrived," I commented as I spotted a drawer which contained all of my swimwear.
"The second one," Isaac said as he grabbed a pair of board shorts from a drawer just like mine, that was on his side of the closet.
"You put them to work the second we arrived?" I asked.
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Who Am I? (Being Edited)
WerewolfValeria has never met her birth parents nor ever been talked to about them having been raised in an orphanage most of her life. She dosen't have a clue as to where she was born where her family is, if they wanted her to begin with or if they dumped...
