*On the 23rd floor of Empire Hotel*
Ting! *The elevator opens*
Aviazela Wilfred staggered out of the elevator, and she tried to walk straight with the support of the wall. Her face was blushing from alcohol, yet it made her look innocent.
"Is it this one?" Aviazela walked to the room door, looking at the glided numbers on it, she couldn't be sure.
Alex said the room number was 2303, or was it 2308? Then, is it 3 or 8 on the door?
Aviazela had drunk too much and her head hurt. She cannot see the number clearly. She tilted her head and looked at the room number for a while but failed to distinguish the number well it was blurring and multiplying.
Forget it! She knocked on the door angrily several times "Alex! Are you in there? It's me, Zela, open the door!" but no answer. "Guess it's the wrong one" she sighed heavily.
Then she decided to find another room, but when she turned around, the door suddenly opened.
"Sorry, I was in the shower, Can I help you miss?", Jayden Walsh saw a woman, wearing a white mini dress, showing the curve of her body beautifully, standing unbalanced in front of his door. Could she pretend to be drunk and throw herself at him, trying to seduce him, like always?
She saw a man standing at the door, but she could not clearly see his face. "Sorry, I can't see the room number clearly, what is the number of your room?"
"It's 2303 miss", still he patiently answered her.
Aviazela was even dizzier than before and she couldn't hear what the man said at all. She failed to manage her balance and collapsed but, Jayden caught her before she fell to the ground.
"Miss are you all right? Miss?! Hello?!" but she didn't answer him.
Jayden decided to carry Aviazela to his bed and sat on the sofa. What am I going to do with her? I don't even know which one is hers.
"…Alex", Hearing her mumbling something, Jayden came closer, knelt beside the bed and asked, with a soft tone, "Hey, are you all right?"
"…Alex" Aviazela suddenly pulled Jayden's arm "Please help me to the bath. I want to... I want to vom~ wuekk!" She throws it on his shirt before collapsing to the bed again.
"Ohh sh*t! Seriously woman?!"Jayden looked down at his shirt with frustration. He then pulled up his phone and called his assistant "Rhys send some housekeeping to my room now…Some women please".
"All right sir", answered Rhys without any hesitation. Why did sir ask for housekeeping in the middle of the night? Whatever. Without giving a lot of thought he made the call as ordered by his boss.
I hope that Skylar did not misunderstand this. Ugh! This woman. Really gives me a headache, he looked at Aviazela who was soundly sleeping on his bed.
And now I must sleep on the sofa, for real? Sleeping on the sofa on my 28th birthday night what a terrible year!