"Sorry I was wondering if you had any open rooms for one? I accidentally forgot to book a room on my way here." nervously looking at the attendant in front of her, Laura was secretly wishing to herself that an open room was left.
"Looks like we have a few rooms left, we actually have an event going on tomorrow night here at the hotel so you're very lucky miss." A large smile on his face as he scans Laura from top to bottom.
Feeling uncomfortable from the attendant Laura started to become anxious hoping he would speed up the process in handing over her room key.
Witnessing the whole scene from the hotel lobby, young man of the age of twenty-four graciously walked over.
His light brown hair and bright emerald green eyes he carried himself with a sense of over confidence and pride. He clearly knew he was a handsome man, but his cocky attitude was a sever turn off.
"Excuse me, sorry for interrupting your little chat. As you could see she really wants her room key. If you couldn't tell, she traveled a long way and probably wants to relax back in her room. So be a gentlemen and hurry up with her key please." slyly eying Laura as he talked to the attendant.
"Oh how rude of me" chuckling facing back to Laura "names Aleksandr Lukin, but you can call me Sasha* beautiful" followed with a playful wink, Aleksandr lifted her hand giving a light kiss on top.
Unwelcoming shivers down her spine, Laura couldn't help but feel slightly agitated as he continuously tried to flirt with her. Aleksandr didn't realize the displeased look Laura showed on her face as he bombarded her with questions.
"What brings you here to Moscow? Whats your name? Are you here for the gala tomorrow night? Would you like to be my date to the gala? Oh please say you'll go, we would make all the other couples jealous! I'll take that silence as a yes." grinning like a little fool Aleksandr was full of confidence as he looked over Laura as if she was a prize he wanted to earn.
Completely shocked by the sudden questions, Laura didn't know where to start. Due to the unending feeling she felt when pressured by Aleksandr, she the need to walk away as soon as possible.
"Ummm... I just came for a vacation, I really didn't know there was a gala tomorrow night so I don't have the appropriate clothes nor money to afford to buy them if I even attempted to attend. But my name is Laura Levitsky." speaking in an uneven quiet voice Laura could barely look Aleksandr in the eyes.
"What a beautiful name for a beautiful girl such as your self." in a deep voice practically drooling at this point Aleksandr mentally undressed Laura as she slowly backed away form the counter.
"Thank you for your kind words Mr.Lukin but I'll be heading to my room now." quickly walking away towards the nearest elevator Laura finally let out the sigh she was holding in during her sudden encounter with Mr.Lukin.
"Well Moscow sure has some interesting people" thinking to herself she couldn't figure out why she had the unnerving feeling she experienced when she talked with Mr.Lukin.
"HEY WAIT" yelling across the lobby, Aleksandr running towards Laura before she catches the elevator.
"Laura, told you to call me Sasha. Anyways don't forget I'll be picking you up from your room tomorrow at ten and you can't say no you don't have a choice. Around here my family is the law so I'll be picking you up at ten."
Walking away back to his friends, Aleksandr gave Laura one last look as he sauntered back to his group.
Still in shock unable to move, the noise of the elevator arriving brought Laura back to reality. As the elevator takes Laura up to her room, she's still trying to rethink how everything lead up to that moment.
Thinking to her self "he really wouldn't let me decline" running her hands through her hair out of frustration.
Arriving in the hotel room, Laura didn't bother to unpack her suitcase and check out the essentials in the room provided. Running towards the bed with a big leap, landing on top the queen sized bed slowly surrounded in pillows. She passed out once her head landed on the pillow of the bed.
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The next day waking up with a growling stomach due to not eating once she arrived at the hotel. Getting out of the bed, Laura changed into a pair of high waisted dark blue jeans, black turtle neck bodysuit and high knee black suede boots after she took a long needed shower.
Looking herself over in the mirror she pulled her hair into a messy bun and grabbed her beige trench coat that went perfectly with her outfit. Walking back to the elevator and through the lobby Laura decided to take taxi to Arbat street known for one of the oldest surviving roads in Russia.
"Miss did you say you wanted to head to Arbat street?" taxi driver looking curiously at Laura because he was surprised a young women would want to travel there.
"Yes, do you know any nice cafes there?" as she's on her phone trying to find any information to her past by looking up her last name and her parents names she just recently learned.
"I know the perfect place miss just give me fifteen minutes!" speeding off in a hurry towards one of the oldest coffee shops in Arbat street for its coffee and alcohol the Romanoff Bar.