"Hey guys i'm going up to the suite call me in the morning. So that I can head down to see you guys."
After leaving a voicemail for the sleeping beauties I opened the door of the suite and headed in.
The marble tile and golden walls greeted me reminding me of some sort of palace. Taking off my slides I noticed men's dress shoes? Ah maybe that's because the CEO stays here sometimes? The other weird thing was there was no slippers but I don't really wear those in America so I wasn't to surprised. Laughing I walked over to the living room which was bigger than my entire house combined with Heathers. There was a kitchen and at least 4 bedrooms maybe two bathrooms. I can't even tell.
Surprisingly splashing of water and a door closing came from behind me. Freezing I realized why the light was on, why men's shoes were at the door, why slippers were missing all of it added up. Turning around very slowly like I was in a movie I met eyes with a very very tall man. His height was hard to guess but at least 196cm (6'4). His black hair was dripping wet and his arm was pulled over his head drying it. With him looking down I could see his extremely long eyelashes. But not only that his perfect waistline and figure was clearly exposed. With just a towel around his waist it didn't leave much to the imagination.
He looked up his brown eyes looking at me in confusion for a split second before going completely neutral. Sucking in air my eyes widened. This was the type of guy that people wrote about. The perfect facial structure, tan skin that has not a single blemish, breath taking eyes and a perfectly proportioned nose. Describing him as perfect was the wrong word. Being brought back to reality I once again locked eyes with him.
His eyes still neutral basically explained say what you're gonna say and get out. Even though the aura emanating from him was bone chilling. I had a feeling that if I didn't listen to him I might be taken and slaughtered.
As such my words came out of my mouth very fast. "I am so sorry! I didn't know this key could open both of the suites and I didn't know someone was staying in the other one plus-"
"Could you be quiet." He rubbed his head and flared at me annoyed.
Well he didn't tell me to talk but he did. He should be the one to be quiet.
"Are you the bride?"
Wait what? Does he not know who's he's marrying at the end of the week?
The confusion on my face was evident and just as I was about to explain two knocks came followed with a women's voice "Honey!! It's your wife i'm here. I'm coming in!" The door opened frantically and she continued saying "Ah I hope you're as exc-" Her eyes landed on him and me standing in his living room and I knew it didn't look to normal. Despite her look this women... She was pretty she was but it was a fake pretty. Fake smile, fake laugh, fake voice just nothing purely evident.
"Who are you?" The women gave me a glare before going up to her 'Fiancé' (that she apparently has never met before from my understanding) and wrapping her arm around his. He gave her a cold glare before throwing her hand off of him and her ultimately landing on the ground.
What a dynamic duo.