Take a picture

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Due to the sleeping pill, Elle shoved down her throat while she hugged the stranger, she was knocked out for about six hours. When she woke up, she found herself in what seemed to be a work room with a queen-size bed, mini-fridge, flat-screen tv and a luxurious sofa ten times better than the one in her cringe apartment. She sprinted off her feet to survey the room starting with the exquisite velvet thick curtains with gold embroidery in which natural sunlight as the sun rose stole in glittering wonderfully at the stunning-looking walls. For a moment there, Elle thought she was in paradise, she took a huge wrist by swallowing a pill.

At that time when she pretended to be knocked down by the fast-approaching car, she almost walked off her pretence when no one bothered to check on her. However, the most good-looking man she had ever seen came to her rescue and carried her like one of those lockable soldiers we see on tv. His manly scent and strong aura mixed up in the atmosphere, practically making Elle dizzy.

It was not the first time for her to feign being knocked down, it was different this time getting money in order not to sue the driver was not enough this time. The look of things from his car and luxurious suit gave her a brilliant idea to keep the charade going. This man was a jackpot, even the hotel she was in now made her extremely happy. This made her jump. up and down in happiness making a funny sound and dancing funnily.

Only then, did Elle realise she was now wearing a hotel robe?

" Such a pervert !. I will teach him a lesson, how dare he peeks at my nudity" she muttered underneath her breath gritting her teeth spitefully. This man will pay for taking advantage of her unconsciousness.

" Thankfully, nothing happened " she exclaimed out in relief.

Promptly she took a long glance at the bathroom which was bigger than her room as a whole and Gosh, free Wi-Fi.

Usually, she would risk her phone by leaning off the balcony to be able to have access to her greedy neighbour's wifi, which would break and have her standing or hopping on one leg like one doing yoga to keep it stable.

Luckily, in this hotel, she could access the wifi from the comfort of the bed. Instantly she downloaded the entire eight seasons of the serial' Bones ' and the while ' Friends sitcom.

Next, she ordered a bit of everything on the menu to be delivered to her room while she took a quick shower. After the shower, Elle folded two towels, a bathrobe, a hair dryer, hair shampoo and so on into a bag nicely. From the exterior of the bag, one would think it was empty, however, that was not the bloody case.

" Elle, in Paradise " she proclaimed whirling in the fog of over-sprayed perfume. The room was presently choked because of the too much perfume on the way Elle did not mind.

Soon after taking many photos and eating like one who has been starving their whole lives, she burped unceremoniously and ordered a bottle of champagne. Afore the order she sweetly asked again in the depth of pleasure and excitement " All this including my room service is under the name of the kind gentleman who brought me here "

The two women who did the room service glance at each other wondering if this pig in the firm of an elegant lady was a fool. How can one be drunk from eating steak and entire medium size turkey and chicken breast among others? This was because she had asked this question for the umpteenth time after every single bite. The lady was not an artist from her manners of eating with her mouth full, talking and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. This woman was certainly a social climber who for lucky to climb in on the bed of the multi-billionaire CEO who had the city's golden key.

Every person sane or not shivered at the name ' Chris Scott '. This mistress was indeed extremely lucky. The women glare at Elle, in contempt jealous of how fortunate she was. They scrutinised her from head to toe. ' Hah, I am fairer than she is ' one of the thoughts rolling her eyes.

(/Author's note ) Correct, she was right for, Elle is biracial and is both white and black giving her an alluring and stunning light brown complexion. However, whoever said you must be very fair to be assumed as beautiful. A truly beautiful person is not from the colour of her skin or race but by their heart. So, please stop promoting the idea that one must be white to be termed as beautiful.

" burp " Elle burped again leaning lazily on the chair, yawning shamelessly.

In truth, she wished to provide the information these two needed to carry out their daily duties of gossiping.

Taking a long sip of her champagne, she buried it again and sneered " Take a picture of it would last longer '