"Great to see that you are having fun by yourself, in my bathtub." Sinclair spoke from the doorway, he leaned against the frame looking at Orva with his piercing eyes. Orva remembered very well she had locked the door and left the key in the keyhole, there was no way he could have entered without her knowledge. Now she began to think how long he had been in the room before she started a bath.
The only answer she could think of was his sexual aura around her, he must have wanted to get a glimpse of her body so he could brag about it to his friends. But damn was she right. Sinclair did have a perverted motive towards her or was she thinking all this in her head because that's how she chose to view him?.
"Please tell me this is not a part of my imagination." Orva rolled her eyes.
"Could be." He smirked shrugging his shoulders but keeping his distance from her.
