20 Complications

Dominic's woke up the next morning, rubbing his eyes. He sat up and stared around the room. Where was he? This wasn't the lodge? The woman that came out next answered his question.

"Wondering where you are? You're in my hotel room, Dominic." Rosalie grinned, sitting in front of the vanity mirror on the left hand side of the room.

Dominic gasped and stood up. Rosalie had dressed him up last night and he didn't suspect a thing.

"You bitch! Why did you drive me here?" He asked.

"I was out of fuel, so I managed to get us down here." She replied with a smile.

"Fuck!" Dominic cursed and hurried out of the room.

Rosalie didn't bother to look at him, she continued with her makeup. Anyway, she had succeeded with her plan and she cared less if he was angry.

Franklin's call came in as soon as Dominic left the room.

"Where are you boss? You left and didn't come back to the hotel." He asked worriedly.