Beatrice (1)

It was about 10:03 am, a beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties, woke up from her slumber. She took off her white silk sheets, and revealed her nude. She sat upright, prying her eyes open.

Her eyes opened, to a luxurious room, of white, from the sheets, floor, and furniture, though expensive and beautiful, there was an air of detachment about, as if the person, didn't live here.

Her nude revealed bruises, on her breasts, hickeys all over her shoulders, stomach and neck. Her legs, has handprints, so was her face, lips puffed up, both on her face, and lower. 'Yeah, I might have gone, a bit too far yesterday.'

The beautiful woman, stretched her limbs, and got off her king sized bed, that was covered in sticky fluids and smelt musty. 'It doesn't matter, Lorraine, will clean everything, like she always does.'