Chapter 80

•Hotel Magnífico•

The golden clock hung high up on the wall had struck 8:45pm—an unusually early time to hit my bed for the night but since I had no pressing matter to tend to, I let my mind ease up for the night's rest.

Also present at the far end from where I lay on the magnificent bed was...

Nah huh! You got it wrong readers.

It's not Mr Ghost guy. Haha!

It's surprisingly Belinda who had also felt the need to turn in early for the night.

She was seated on her dresser, applying her moisturizer to her face.

If I were asleep or preferably busy(both of which I'm not at the moment), I wouldn't have had the luxury of time to admire her carry out her task so effortlessly and in the most genteel manner.

But here I was, lounged on our bed, with just my boxers shorts on, and using the duvet to mask the battle that was taking place right beneath it.