Chapter 1663
Chapter 1663
After what seemed like an eternity, the sound of running water from the bathroom finally ceased. The
door swung open and Zavier, d only in a towel wrapped tightly around his waist, emerged from the
steamy sanctuary.
He was young and so well-built.
Skyler gasped, instinctively throwing her hands over her eyes, “Oh, um, there’s a couch in the study, if
you wouldn’t mind me crashing there for the night.”
Zavier, with a tone that brooked no argument, said, “There are fresh clothes for you in the walk-in
closet. Go take a shower. I have a thing about cleanliness, and I’m not keen on having someone who
smells like a day’s work sleeping in my space.”
Skyler removed her hands, catching another glimpse of Zavier’s sculpted chest before quickly covering
her eyes again, “So, you’re okay with me sleeping on the couch?”
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“I can’t stand dawdlers,” Zavier snapped.
“Got it, I’ll go freshen up,” Skyler said, understanding the cue.e2
She made her way to the walk-in closet. The Rivera family’s staff had been considerate, providing her
with several sets of clothes, including nightwear.
Thanks to the central heating, the biting cold from outside was a non-issue indoors, hence the
nightwear was of a lighter spring-autumn variety.
The selection was also surprisingly sensual. Skyler hadn’t even dared to wear such garments alone at
home. The idea of donning them now, with Zavier in the next room, was unthinkable.
So, she opted for a simple set of baseyers and a bathrobe.
The bathroom was spacious, stocked with a new toothbrush and a range of female-friendly products
like shampoo and body wash. Everything a girl might need was at her disposal.
Skyler hurried through her routine, applied a dab of moisturizer, and wrapped herself up tightly before
venturing back out,
She didn’t dare nce toward the bedroom, instead heading towards the study. But to her surprise,
Zavier was sprawled across the couch, with a thin nket draped over him. He had taken over her
intended resting spot.
“Uh, why are you sleeping here?” Skyler blurted out.
“It’s my house. I sleep where I please. Do I need your permission?” Zavier retorted, his voice edged
with irritation.
“That’s not what I meant. I mean, if you’re here, then where should I sleep?” she asked, a touch of
nervousness in her voice..
Zavier pulled the nket over his head, clearly uninterested in continuing the conversation, “The
room’s big enough. Find a spot.”
Skyler looked around helplessly. In this suite, aside from the couch, the only other ce to sleep was
the bed in the bedroom. She didn’t have the guts to invade Zavier’s bed. What if she touched
something she shouldn’t and he tossed her out the window?
As Skyler wavered, Zavier’s voice, deep and firm, cut through the silence, “Though I’m not fond of you,
I don’t make a habit of mistreating
women.”
Skyler didn’t know what to say. She knew he didn’t like her, and the feeling was mutual.
Suddenly, Zavier threw off the nket, his frustration palpable, “Skyler, is there something wrong with
you?”
She jumped at his harsh tone.
“You standing here like a statue will affect my sleep.” He barked at her.
Skyler quickly stepped back, “Sorry.”
With a sudden movement, Zavier sat up, “Get to the bed and sleep. Don’t make anyone think I’m
abusing you.”
Skyler bolted for the bed. It was his idea, not hers. She couldn’t be med.
Cautiously, Skyler climbed into the bed, pulling the covers over herself. The bedding, freshly washed,
was devoid of any unpleasant odors, carrying only a faint scent of detergent.
After a busy day and having dinner at the Rivera family in the evening, enduring both physical and
mental exhaustion, Skyler was clearly very tired. However, lying in bed, she couldn’t manage to fall
asleep no matter how hard she tried.