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ARIANA'S POV.
I swallowed, looking away immediately, and he had that nasty smile on again. The smile that suggested he was very much aware of what he was doing and how it affected me.
"Wow. This is beautiful." I let out softly, looking around.
There was the bed for the both of us, on the right, and it rested on the floor. Then towards the left was a tiny wardrobe, and I could see our traveling bags in front of it.
"Did you bring all these?" I asked, turning to the mini shelf with cups, books, and shoes arranged in different compartments. Not to mention the standing fan in the corner.
"I had my assistant order them and place them on the bus before we came." He replied, and I nodded.
"Where did you get a shower?"
