My Virtual Girlfriend Is Actually a Lady From the Richest Family

Chapter 60: Bathhouse



Aurora would definitely be recognized by pedestrians if she were walking in a public place, and she would definitely be mobbed by some people who might want to take a picture or ask for her autograph. Even with that mask and sunglasses, she still gets a lot of stares that seem to want to know who she is. Her body shape was too attractive not to stare at.

People didn't need to see her face to know that she was gorgeous.

Fortunately, absolutely no one recognized her, so their pace was not interrupted at all.

While walking, Aurora contacted a repair shop she used to frequent, asking the repair shop to check her car, looking for any tracking devices that might be installed in the car.

After that, she started talking to David again.

"That man's family is very wealthy in this city, they are in the jewelry business," she said, explaining about Bastian. "I knew of his obsession with me, but I didn't expect him to go this far."

"That's probably because he feels there's hope," David replied. "You know, when you receive a gift from him, he must think that you are open to him approaching you. Or that's what you think."

"Of course, no. Honestly, he's not my taste, I'm not really interested in men from the business world," Aurora replied, refuting David's guess.

"Then why did you accept a gift from him?"

"Well, for that you can call me a woman who likes wealth too much. My family's income is only slightly above average, and since entering this industry, I've been enamored with luxury goods, but if I bought them with my money, I'd probably end up with a lot of debt instead of having a lot of savings, so I decided to accept the gifts given to me to please my heart."

"Don't you feel embarrassed saying that?" David asked her, looking at her strangely.

Some women might want men's money, but they were ready to accept men who gave them money into their lives.

However, Aurora only wanted their money, but she did not want them.

"I need to be honest with you," Aurora replied with a faint smile. "But don't worry, this kind of trait won't last forever. It's just the nature of the nouveau riche, and in the end, I'm sure I'll get tired of any luxury items when I've been a rich person long enough. source-at-MVLeMpYr

"It's just that you need to remember that I'm a beauty and visual artist. The gifts given to me are a tribute to the art I create. I created something, and my fans are happy with what they see in me. This is no different from commerce.

If there are some of my fans who think more than that, that's their right, but I also have the right to reject them without having to reject the gifts from them because from the beginning the gifts were for my works. Does my explanation make sense?"

Aurora ended her words with a soft laugh.

Although it seemed like she was just making excuses, David had to admit that her explanation made sense.

The gifts she received were basically rewards for her works, nothing more than that.

One should not think that gaining her heart can be done simply by relying on luxury goods. Here, we are talking about the heart of a woman whose works have fascinated many people.

After that, David stopped talking about the gifts.

"Look, that's the place!" Aurora then pointed to a building that consisted of only two floors.

It looked like a typical modern building, not carrying any European cultural characteristics at all.

Plus, there was some writing in Japanese characters. Even among the workers, David saw Japanese citizens.

It was supposed to be Japanese.

The place couldn't be said to be crowded, but it couldn't be said to be quiet either. The few who came seemed to be tourists from outside Paris.

David and Aurora entered the building, greeted by a long reception desk.

Aurora walked up to the desk, booking a private room for them.

The process was quick, after paying, they received the key.

They were then guided to their reserved private room on the second floor.

What was quite remarkable about this place was that the staff seemed very professional, showing no excessive curiosity or particular interest in the customers, unlike in the previous restaurant.

When they finally arrived at the private room, David had to admit that it was a very comfortable place to relax.

The space was quite spacious, having a long sofa that could be used for lying down.

It even provided a change of clothes.

Of course, the most interesting thing was the warm water pool.

It was more like a river, filled with rocks, and the water flowed from east to west. It seemed to merge with the water pool in the other private room, separated only by two walls but those walls had small holes that water could pass through.

"What do you think? Do you like this place?" Aurora asked David.

"You can even sleep here," she added.

"I was planning to sleep, but only after I've calmed down," David replied, looking at her intensely.

He took her hand and pulled her towards him.

After that, he hugged her waist and kissed her on the lips again, to which she immediately responded by wrapping her arms around his neck.

Although Aurora had climaxed earlier, she was clearly still horny. The way she responded to David's kiss was quite wild.

This time, David's hands entered her clothes, grabbing her breasts so he could squeeze them directly.

It gave even more sensation to his hands, truly indescribable.

While kissing, David brings Aurora's body to that warm pool of water, then pulls her body into it.

Meanwhile, Bastian finally gets his cell phone back.

His breathing became quite fast when he held the phone.

Surprisingly, he was a bit afraid to listen to the recording. He was worried that what he would hear was something that would frustrate him greatly.

However, despite his hesitation, he still listened to it in the end.

He began to hear conversation after conversation between David and Aurora.

As the more he heard, the paler his skin became.

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