Suspicions

I dropped my phone on the dressing table and strolled around the room, one being the fact that I feel weird, what if there's a camera hidden in here somewhere, yes I know the whole point of stripping is to get undressed in a seductive way, not completely undressed tho but I wouldn't want to feel like I do not have control over my privacy, so I worked round the large room using that as an opportunity to admire the room.

I must confess he did a nice job piecing this room together or should I say Veronica did a nice job. It was painted peach with a king-sized bed at one end of the room covered with a pink flowery bedspread, beside it was a nightstand with a lamp on it and a drawer attached to it. I opened the two compartments of the drawer and disconnected the lamp from its socket then checked it for any camera.

When I was done I dropped on my knee and checked under the bed for any camera and there was none, then I went over to the other end of the room where a cushion sat and checked it for any camera.

I checked the legs of the table Paul kept my duffel bag on then went over to the wardrobe.

"Wow" I exclaimed, it was a walk-in wardrobe but its doors were like that of a normal wardrobe, the wardrobe was a room itself, smaller than the bedroom but bigger than all the rooms in my apartment.

There was a table in the middle of the room with a stool and drawers attached to it. I searched the drawers, not allowing my love for the room distract me from what I was doing, and then I walked over to the clothes hangers.

"He has tastes that are for sure," I said, picking some lingerie and trying to size them without wearing them.

The room was divided into four parts. One part was stacked with heels of different colours and brands, some were still inside their boxes while others were out of their boxes but they were all arranged on a very large shelf with little bulbs illuminating it. The other part was divided into two, one for lingeries and the other for various other revealing clothes. The third part was stacked with jewellery of all kinds, they all looked real, real diamonds, gold, emeralds and even silver. The last part of the room was where the table was kept with a long-standing mirror and a cushion all neatly arranged on a white feathery rug.

I ransacked the room for any hidden camera whilst trying not to scatter the room.

I walked out of the walk-in wardrobe into the bedroom then made a turn to the bathroom I guess.

Now I know he has all the money in the world but seriously spending this amount of money on a bathroom is just too extravagant.

The bathroom had two doors, one for the bathroom itself and the other for the toilet, the bathroom had a bathtub and a cubicle, it also had a wash hand basin and a mini shelf. At one end of the room was a larger shelf stacked with bathrobes and towels.

The toilet on the other hand was simple but cute and was designed with peach-coloured tiles. I finished my tour and search then walked back into the bedroom.

I was about to unzip my duffel bag to start dressing up when I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," I said and waited for whoever it was to come inside.

"I thought you'd want to have something to drink while you wait for Mr Alexander to return home," Veronica said placing a cup down on the table

"Thank you ma," I said with a smile

"Ahh you're welcome, please call me Veronica " she replied with a wide grin

"Mr Alexander is not around?" I asked as I recalled what she said.

"Yes, he has not stepped in since he left for work in the morning but he should be back soon" she replied

"OK thank you very much, Mrs Veronica," I said.

"I guess I should leave you to do your thing," she said again with a smile then left the room, closing the door behind her.

"Weird," I said checking the time on my phone. It was past 7 pm and he was not around, it feels like this would be a very long night.

Well, whatever was inside the cup seemed captivating, because with the chilly weather I could use a hot drink, so I picked up the cup and allowed my fingers to warm up a bit from the heat radiating from the cup before taking a sip from the cup.

"Mmmm hot chocolate," I said as I took another sip, they know a lot about me

"Wait what," I said stopping myself from taking another sip

"OK this is weird," I said again to myself.

First I didn't tell him where I lived but he somehow knew that then the peach-coloured stuff, how did he know that was my favourite colour, and now hot chocolate, how did Mrs Veronica know I loved taking hot chocolate

"No that's not possible," I said aloud at the thought of Mrs Veronica poisoning my drink or spiking my drink.

"She looks too innocent to do that," I said while I subconsciously took another sip from the hot chocolate.

"Maybe it's all a coincidence" I tried to reassure myself, but a little part of me did not like the fact that they knew so much about me.

I did not have plans of finishing the cup of hot chocolate but it was too sweet to not finish so I emptied the cup and dropped it back on the saucer on the table, then unzipped my bag to start preparing for my first day at work.

I wore glittering makeup and changed into the thong that I brought along with me. I did not feel comfortable using any of the things in this room so I stuck to using my properties instead.

By the time I was done getting dressed it was already past 8 pm and no one had come to check in on me, so I sat on the sofa in the room and got carried away with playing with my phone.