Author's note
Sorry for the mistakes ohh.
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" Yes, mistress. The bill is on Mr Chris Scott " the fat one from the two, taunted arranging an earring on her ear.
" ok fine, clear this up. I am going to sleep now " Elle yanked the bip from her neck aggressively.
Such people made her sick, deep within Elle was aware that she is a bad person yet she told people abruptly when she does not like them. " Wait, if I were your boss you would be fired " she muttered banging the door loudly at their faces. Why would she waste her precious time on these bafoons when she could gave been devising a way to con this man of at least half of a million euros.
Dialling a familiar number into the fixed phone in the hotel. She waited for a long time as it rang before it was picked up by a familiar squeaky voice " Fuck, why are you in central Europe? " Favour wailed through the phone.
" I came here with Mr Davenport, after cheating him of his money, I foolishly left something valuable behind and now he has my passport. I am stuck here, but don't worry after this quick job I will be in Jamaica at noon tomorrow"
" Who is this guy? Let me his name so I could help you find the right information to use against him "
" I think he married, I heard some people talk about it. If this is the case it's perfect for me to blackmail him. As usual, I placed a mini cam in his car and it probably has videos of both of us. It may become handy. "She peered from the balcony of the hotel and her eyes fell on the gorgeous man leaving his car and his driver followed.
" Good then, nevertheless this guy may be a politician. So, send me the name so I can give you details on how much you can request. I hope you're still wearing your fake nose "
Instantaneously, Elle rubbed her nose after sneezing. " I think someone is cursing at me," she said calmly half-joking and half-serious.
" Yeah, perhaps Mr Davenport. " Favour chuckled freely. " You stole 75000 euros from the old man "
" He deserves it for thinking girls are cheap and weak " her calm tone became enraged.
There was a knock at the door and it startled Elle, she quickly said goodbyes, " It's a Christ Scott "
Maybe because she ended the phone call so, she did not hear the sharp gasp from the other end.
plastering a mild smile and a pitiful look at the same time. She opened the door and her eyes met with the handsome stranger.
He was wearing a black shirt over some black jeans and a pair of dark shades.
' I wonder if his heart is also as black as his clothing ' she wondered moving away from the path from the door.
As if hearing her inner voice comment. The cold expression on his face lightened up and look more like a human now.
The man brushed past her to one of the rooms in the presidential suite.
" Thank you so much, for bringing me here. I am very grateful... "her voice evaporated when she noticed this man had no interest in her explanations. Then, why was he here?
Hayden came over and his facial expression was very cold too.
Could they have found out about her plan?
The stranger sat lazily on the bed with his hands as a buttress.
A smirk appeared on his lip as they twitch slightly.
How could this man frighten her so much with only a smirk? What will happen if she faced his anger?.
It's impossible, she had never felt tho type of aura emanating from such a delicate-looking man.
The man walked closer and his finger traced her lips 💋 swiftly.
" Tell me, Hayden, how does she look "
" Like a damsel in distress sir "
" So tender and delicate " his finger traced her hand slightly and a grin appeared on his face making him more charming than ever.
" How much did this little damsel spend in a day? "
" If our calculations are right. A total of 25000 dollars boss "
Elle's eyes dilated and her lips parted. What was happening here?
" Do you think I am stupid? " Chris asked casually leaning at the wall.
" Huh? " a confused look covered her face immediately.
" What a coincidence that you would happen to jump into the road at midnight ... " he said softly word after word.
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