Chapter 14

The only thing Beatrice really enjoyed in Sam's room was soaking in the tub. She filled the large bathtub with some water and bubbles. She would immerse herself up to her neck and could spend one to two hours just bathing. After that, she would help Ute or have a casual conversation with Anne in one corner of Sam's room.

However, when the owner returned, Beatrice didn't dare to get back in the bathtub. Although she really wanted to soak and get rid of the nervousness she had been feeling. Thinking about what if Sam broke in through this door and... no, no. Beatrice shouldn't think about other bad things. She wanted to bathe without disturbance and without fear.

She washed her hands several times, trying to clean the remnants of their activities that still lingered in Beatrice's mind. Even though, if examined closely, her hands were already clean and fragrant. There was no longer Sam's distinctive aroma there. But...

"Don't tremble, Beatrice," Sam said with a sly gr