Chad Yakov turned his head and gave her a flirtatious wink.
Holding the key, he smoothly opened the room door and walked in.
Walking while taking off his clothes.
"I'm going to take a bath first. If the clothes arrive, help me take them to the bathroom."
"Why should I be the one to do it!" Victoria Gibson looked at the man who blatantly treated her home as his own and regarded her as his maid, and she roared at his back.
Chad Yakov paused at the bathroom door, then turned back to give her a sideways glance, a faint smile playing at the corners of his mouth, like Eve's temptation. His long fingers slid across his thin lips, and he blew her a kiss.
"Victoria, you'd better not take them. The weather is too hot, and I prefer not to wear clothes at home."
"..." Victoria Gibson stared wide-eyed in shock.
In her mind, an image instantly appeared of Chad Yakov walking around with nothing on, a beautiful man fresh out of the bath!
