By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
‘I did, but I didn’t include my favourites.’
Michael
didn’t say another word. He walked over to the hotel elevator, and when the
elevator arrived at the top floor, he stepped out, and elegantly, he followed
the long stretch down to his luxury room. There were only three presidential
suites in this hotel. Michael had chosen the one with the best view. It was the
best and most expensive one. The suite was extremely luxurious. Michael had
booked the middle presidential suite for Robert. It was also luxurious. Opening
the door with his room card, he entered and turned on the light before closing
the door. Loosening his collar, he headed for his lavish bedroom. Not aware of
anyone in the room, he pushed his magnificent bedroom door with one hand, and
with the other hand, he pulled off his tie, tossing it on his king-size bed.
Placing his phone on the coffee table, he began unbuttoning his immaculate
white dress shirt, but paused when he felt that someone was in the room.
How
could someone possibly enter his room? Maybe, it was his illusion. He waved the
thought away and continued to unbutton his shirt. The security in this hotel
was a very tight one which would make it impossible for an intruder to get in
without being caught.
Just then, Jessica who had been lying on the sofa gave a little yawn and stretched luxuriously. Then, slowly, she walked over to the French window. Michael stopped what he was doing as his face turned icy cold. Before Michael could pick up his phone from the coffee table, Jessica rushed over and hugged him.
‘Who let you?’Michael was furious. He
quickly pulled her away from his body. Grabbing
onto her wrist, he pulled her towards the door.
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