I have been driving for about one hour now and I can't lie I'm hungry. I want to stop and get something but I don't want to waste any time at all. That may end up being a thirty-minute stop, which in turn is a delay. I groan in aggravation, I noticed that as each hour passed my patience was shortening. I could feel my temperature fluctuating from hot to cold. I'm guessing it because of the herbs. I wasn't used to detox at all. I was getting texts here and there from the owner's lover. They seemed to be a lot more nervous than me. So much so that they booked a large suite in the next city over. I insisted to pitch in but they didn't want the money to get traced by Lazarus. The most important thing for me to do is get an apartment or someplace. Maybe moving to another country could do me so well. I could start a business reading tarot cards online and doing magic spells for people who need magical assistance. I don't know how much money I would be able to get. One thing I know for sure is that I need to get an apartment. I cannot live with Lazarus any longer. I just do not want to live with anyone. I sigh out loud. The playlist that was blasting through my speakers was not helping me at all. I felt a mixture of emotions. Anger, heat, lust, and other things I didn't need my mind to run on. Shifting my focus to the road ahead of me.
If Lazarus shows up first I will make that the first thing I mention. He will be able to have the house to himself as he did before, experiencing his abundant sex life with his work wife. If anything though I will keep the job. I noticed the direct deposit I had received was pretty damn good. Maybe I'll just work with him for a year and then move out of the country. I'm thinking of some villa off the coast of an Italian Island. I won't have anyone to bother me. I won't have to worry about men trying to mark me. I don't understand the whole marking business. The fact that Lazarus had only gone so deep and put just the right amount of blood. in my system shows that he cares just enough to have a hold on me and know where I am. Like a new kitten being chipped at the vet before coming home. The only time I will see him is at work and I will not work there if I do not have an office, no exceptions...I know he wouldn't have any part of it and frankly thinking, I don't fucking care. I'm trying to figure out how it is that I got a bigger, darker, and more gruesome nip than Lazarus from the Alpha? This makes me wonder what actually being marked is...I'm wondering if that may be why it happens during sex, the pleasure mixing with the pain, creates a perfect balance...? I know nothing about this. I'm sure Lazarus probably marked his work wife. That's probably why they're so close."FUCK..." I cursed out loud.
About 3 potions and hours later I could feel my bladder expanding by the second. I couldn't take it anymore. There was a rest stop/ grocery store coming up and I really need to pee. The funny thing is that I could hold off for the one hour and thirty-five minutes that I have until I arrive at my destination. I just don't want to stop and make the mistake of being sniffed out by someone who know either one of them. The last thing I want is to bring attention to myself. Something I couldn't stop thinking about was that night when he tied me up and... I felt a strange shiver run down my spine.
I pulled into the small rest stop, turning off my car and grabbing my belongings. To my surprise, it was pretty busy, so I didn't have to worry about something strange going down and not having anyone around. I walk to the restroom and close the door. After five minutes of waiting in line I was finally able to buy my snack and extra stuff I'd need to last me the next day or so. I was lucky that they had a good amount of fruits and veggies to choose from. So I'm able to make meals instead of eating crazy junk food and microwavable dinners. I used my fake ID to buy two bottles of extra-dry champagne. Just to relax my nerves and to treat my potential insomnia.
I arrive at the hotel one hour later feeling absolutely relieved. I'll get the chance to make a smoothie real quick and take this bath. By the time I'm out of this bath I'll be in bed watching a movie and updating his lover. I park my car in the front and give the key to the valet. I tip him and walk inside the main lobby and to the front desk.
Ten minutes later and I am butt naked blending up the smoothie. When it was finished I pour it into a mason jar and cover it. I put it into the fridge and clean up my mess. Clearing off the counter and throwing away the fruit trash and used paper towels. I then washed all utensils and the blender.
The kitchen is clean so I take out the pot the hotel has provided me with and fill it with water. I place it on the driver and turn it into medium heat. I wait five minute and turn the stove off. I the first jar of herbs inside the pot and cover it. I let it sit for 20 minutes. I go to the bathroom and turn on the shower, there was a lovely tub in this bathroom. I take a quick shower washing the whole day off of me. I scrubbed my whole body with the soapy washcloth and rinsed off my body.
I get out of the shower and dried off. I walk over to the tub and turn the water on to the hottest setting. I place bubble bath liquid inside. To make the bubbles. I walk to the kitchen and grab the pot uncovering it. I walk to the bathroom. I place the herbal mixture inside. The hotel had a drain protector so the herbs won't clog the drains. I walk back to the kitchen putting the pot in the sink. I walk inside the bathroom and sat by the bath waiting for it to cool a bit. I added some of the salt mixture and turned on a song to distract my mind while I wait.
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The lovely couple decided that they'd have their employees run the shop for a week. I told them it wasn't necessary but they seem not to care one bit. I shake my head as I read the text. ' We are outside love, care to meet us in the lobby?' The text read. I grab the room key and I walk out of the room closing the door. I walk down the hall turning right. I keep walking inutile I reach the large bronze elevator. I bit the first floor button. The gears shifted and soon I was being lowered to the first level. The door opened and there was a loud bing. Immediately their eyes met mine. They finished check in and walked over to the elevator. We all got in, the door closing behind us. I pressed the button for the seventh They both were so quiet, it made me feel so nervous. The door opened and we walk out. I guide the time the room. We get to the door and I open it with the room key.
Before I can step in my knees automatically seemed to want to give out at sight of Lazarus sitting on the couch having a drink. Hair messy and disheveled. Eyes directly setting fire on me, I was in the middle of huis flame, the room felt like it was on fire. The couple I'm sure was shook, they pushed me gently into the room and walked in Closing suite door.
"You think you can just leave without telling me anything?" He asked in a low husky tone before slamming back the cup of liquor he has in his hand and getting up from the couch.