Chapter 3. Beachy Feels

We arrived at the beach house just before dawn. I told Sam to get back to the city and rest.

"I won't be needing you here Sam, but I think mom needs to check on the Vineyard Villa for her charity thing, so she would probably ask for you."

"Very well." He said as a goodbye speech for me.

Thinking I could never change his behavior, so I just let him be. He had been working for me, for almost a year now. Myra was the one that suggested the idea, she was all about the socialite lifestyle. Sam was actually the only good thing that comes out of my failed relationship with her.

I took my bag inside, and leave everything on the kitchen floor, and headed to the master bedroom. Stripping off my clothes, I sighed when my naked back touched the cool sheets.

Sam had already arranged for the maid to come to clean the house and also stocked the fridge. I didn't actually have to air the house, I just need a day for my head to get back in the game before my training.