Hot steam filled Isabella's massive bathroom, jets of water streaming through her red hair as she finally relaxed after a long day inside Elysium.
Her hands were already moving automatically toward the glass shelf where the most expensive products in her collection were kept, imported bottles of moisturizing creams extracted from extremely rare plants of the human federation, essential oils brought from private greenhouses, and a specific line of soap that cost more than the six month salary of a lot of people in the Low Zone.
'I'm going all out today,' she thought, picking up the most luxurious facial cream bottle on the shelf. 'Since I'm going all the way to his place, it doesn't hurt to have flawless skin.'
Despite having a lot of money, money alone didn't matter for buying this kind of product, which was extremely rare to get and only a tiny amount of it was manufactured every year.
