Time Skip
Leila's POV
Hotel room (Sheraton)
The hotel room was painted a latin white color, but it was the warmth that really took me out, the smell of the air freshener coated the air given it this beautiful lavender scent, there were roses on the vase beside the windows which had there heavy luxurious curtains drawn as if to give privacy to the occupants, after all most people who came here always did to satisfy their naughty desires . I woke up feeling lazy and strangely content from the event of last night, this was something I had wanted for so long,as if by fate or a stroke of luck it fell directly on my lap.
I ran my hand on the bed hitting empty air and I immediately jolted awake, his side of the bed was cold, so he might have left for a while, or it was my overactive imagination just like the series of wet dreams I have been having recently, but then I felt the satisfying ache between my thigh and knew it was not a wet dream,I really happened.slightly panicked that I had done something to offend him, I hurried to the bathroom I knew it was futile because not a sound was coming from in there, but I still had to try and just as I suspected Max was just gone.
I slid to the floor and cursed myself this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and I slept it off, I let the only man I had ever wanted for eighteen years slip through my finger, I felt warm tears of helplessness slid down my cheek as the anger built inside me my God he is such a jerk how could he do that to me, I mean even one-night stands didn't treat each other with such ignominy after rocking my world he left, he just left without saying goodbye he had and would always be a jerk, I mean the girl i stole him from would be having a good laugh if she knew what had happened but thankfully she didn't. I had to fix this quickly, because I knew Max was a man whore but I didn't know how to begin.
I screamed again and threw my phone, it hit the mirror with a satisfying crack, and the impact caused it to shatter, I proceeded to throw a massive tantrum, I ruffled the bedsheets in rage tussling my hair worse than it already was, I was so mad that in an attempt to get up, I tripped on the bin spilling paper everywhere and when I was finally was calm enough, I looked at the desk there sat a piece of paper with the most beautiful scrawl on it, it held the very words I wanted to hear, and the best part was it held his phone number, I spurn around kissing the paper squealing like a love sick teenager.
Everything about this man was amazing down to his expertise in love making, it was literally everything I had dreamed of , the intricate play of his long fingers, the soft insistent of his tongue, his precise thrusts , which brought us both immense pleasure, the amazing feeling of coming apart in his arms, the wonderful sounds of his groans and my moans, damn, i wanted him again and again infact i wanted to be his forever and surely i would get what i want.
"Am so sorry, I couldn't wake you, you were sleeping so peacefully like an angel and I couldn't find it in me to disturb you it would absolutely break my heart to wake a princess , let's meet up again at a bar in (stellar night) for drinks around 6pm will be waiting", I was ecstatic, my heart began to beat rapidly again at the thought of meeting him and of course repeating what had occured earlier. Gathering my things, I checked out of the hotel and booked a whole day in the spa, this was my fantasy come to life and I planned to indulge myself. I got massages, waxing and a whole bunch of other treatments, I felt and looked beautiful, I also went dress shopping and chose a beautiful green dress that made my eyes and skin pop. Then I took a picture of myself, several hours later so as not to come off as desperate, and sent it to Max.
There was this radiant joy about me that came from the fact that I was going to see the man I loved again. That I may actually get the chance to meet him. The weather seemed to go perfectly with my mood. I decided to take myself to the beach, a bit of tanning wouldn't do me any harm.
Yes it was embarrassing that I didn't know how to drive , so I hailed a cab to the beach, after paying the entrance fee, I bought a bikini from one of the stored, did I mention I don't get my parents attention, but heck I definitely did get their money and abundance of it. I chose a sea green shade and bathed in the beautiful sun. Everything seemed perfect.
I posted a picture on my Instagram page and a smirk spread across my cheek as the comments and hearts poured in, it felt good to be beautiful, popular, it was a far cry from the scared little girl I used to be and I never wanted to ever go back to who I was. Of course I got more than a few covert glances but I chose to ignore them.
I can't wait to see you, was the simple message the text contained but the picture was sultry enough to say what I didn't want to say with words, am sure he got the memo though. He didn't reply immediately so I decided he may be in a meeting or something as Max was a very busy individual, that travelled to various countries for business meetings so most times his calls and messages goes to his secretary, yes I may come of a creep but even at school I still somehow kept tab of his activities.