She put on a tracksuit and a white shirt. She dried her hair, although she opted to leave it messy, a wise look that made him look jovial. She knocked on the bedroom door twice in a row. And when she didn't get an answer, she decided to insist on a third. But he hadn't been able to get the girl to respond either.

“Victoria, join me for dinner, you can't go to bed without eating”

“And you can't treat me like a child” she said back, making the man growl.

“You're being such a child right now, and I don't feel like arguing, I'm not going to break down the door either if that's what you think, but I will find the key and go inside”

“Do what you want. In any case, this is your house, your apartment and you can do whatever you want.” she roared.

With no other choice, she went to get the keys and came back unlocking the door. The Arab closed behind her, found her lying on the bed, curled up.

He had his back to her. So she couldn't see the expression on her face, but without knowing it he coul