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“I told you that was a mistake that wouldn’t happen again. Go to bed, Mulberry.”
“Yes, Sir, Bodyguard, Sir,” she mocked and saluted.
He gripped her wrists, holding them above her head.
She smiled to see the crack in his defences.
“You couldn’t handle calling me ‘sir’ because you couldn’t handle what I’d do to you. Go to bed, Mulberry.”
His nostrils flared, and he released her wrists and marched down the hall, leaving her heart beating.
She smiled.
It was petty of her, but she liked making him lose a little of that tightly wound control of his.
She stomped into the outlandish washroom and stopped by the shower. This wasn’t an average regular shower.
There were no visible taps.
And she did not want to call back Mr. Grumpy.
Taking another look, she noticed the panel on the shower wall.
A screen for the temperature and a row of buttons with icons indicating the different water pressures. She noticed the Laurent Industries logo on the bottom edge of the panel.
She experimented with the different settings, getting the temperature and water flow right.
Carefully, she took off her gown, hung it on the back of the door and stepped into the water.
That man was impossible.
She hoped the police would find out who was behind this mess, once and for all. She’d go to vet school.
Maybe help her aunt open a pottery studio.
As the water pulsed, rinsing off the stress of the day, she closed her eyes, trying to envision her small art studio in their L.A. home. It was her happy place.
But Nick’s closed expression swam in her vision, and angrily she shut off the shower, grabbing a fluffy eggplant towel.
She dried herself off quickly, then stormed into the bedroom. On the left-hand side of the walk-in closet, she found her things neatly folded and her dresses hung up.
Mulberry laughed.
Axis Management could give the best concierges in the world a run for their money.
Grabbing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, she threw them on and paced around the room.
Tonight had been…not unpleasant.
As much as she avoided crowds, there was something about people looking at her that she liked. And being on Nick’s arm made her feel … good.
There was something thrilling about being watched.
Though she refused to join her mom in acting, Mulberry understood the appeal. But she didn’t want to be a character.
She wanted to feel people’s gaze on her and not necessarily engage.
Mulberry frowned, thinking of something Nolan had said the last time she saw him.
